That was the only sound he heard. The person, shortly afterwards ushered into the room, seemed by the imperfect light,—for the evening was advancing, and the chamber darkened by heavy drapery,—to be a middle-sized middle-aged man, of rather vulgar appearance, but with a very shrewd aspect. ’ He moved to his friend and grasped his hand in a gesture as deliberately dramatic as the storytelling of mademoiselle. She saw, twenty yards down the platform, the shiny hat and broad back and inimitable swagger of Ramage. The conflict was of short duration; for Shotbolt was no match for his athletic antagonist. "No more, please! I am bewildered enough. ‘What do you mean?’ ‘You should have gone to Charvill. " Austin readily complied with her request.
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