"Seize this oar," vociferated the waterman. ’ ‘Well, sir? Who is “she”? Not my granddaughter, I take it. It is nothing at all for you to worry about. The quarry had passed out into the open sea. I almost wish we hadn't come. Imagination, coloured by the obscurity, peopled the air with phantoms. These dinners, from their lavish display of ambiguous hors d’oeuvre to their skimpy ices in dishes of frilled paper, with their Chianti flasks and Parmesan dishes and their polyglot waiters and polyglot clientele, were very funny and bright; and she really liked Ramage, and valued his help and advice. She heard the bamboo curtain rattle slightly.
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