Satisfied in this respect, he flung himself into a chair, for his iron frame seldom required the indulgence of a bed, and sought an hour's repose before he began the villanies of another day. “Your father,” he said, “remarked that all’s well that ends well, and that he was disposed to let bygones be bygones. Ramage leaned over the gate at Ann Veronica’s side, and for a moment there was silence. "Confusion!" ejaculated Jonathan: "can he have escaped? No.
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