" "Would he had done so!" cried Jack. . . The lighting-up pierced the obscurity of the box, and Ramage stopped his urgent flow of words abruptly and sat back. “The dawn!” said Miss Miniver, with her glasses reflecting the fire like pools of blood-red flame. ’ The lady’s face came round, a puzzled frown on her brow. “I will tell you as much as this,” she continued. Apparently he had projected beyond his table some hypnotic thought, for it had held him all through the dining hour. But the Ramage affair needed clearing up, of course; it was a flaw upon that project.
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