He had the air of a man who has said too much. He did not know—and probably never would unless she told him—that it was very easy (and comfortable for a woman) to fall into slatternly ways in this latitude. He too was flushed and ruffled; one side of his collar had slipped from its stud and he held a hand to the corner of his jaw. But at last this ordeal was over, and Ramage opened the door. It was denied him, for as he closed his eyes—though but for an instant—the whole scene of his former visit to the place rose before him. One OUGHT to want to please her. He inspected the formidable array of rifles and at length walked over to the register.
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