His foot tapped impatiently, and he took up the papers. ‘I beg your pardon?’ said Gerald. I may say that the amount of the annuity I propose to allow you is two hundred a year. ’ She frowned suddenly. Ramage,” she said, “I can’t—Not now. ’ Kimble chewed his lip, but his hostility was visibly lessening. “As I love you. dear. ’ ‘Sir!’ came from Trodger, and the booted feet clattered off and out of the front door.
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