. Somewhere in the world would be his people, perhaps his mother; and it might soften the bitterness, of the return to consciousness if he found a woman at his bedside. And she felt that if she went home it was imperative to pay. ” “Why not?” “Free woman—and equal. Then we find out. Don't be afraid—I won't hurt you. It was Ramage, the occupant of the big house at the end of the Avenue. The young man did not know what he was doing or where he was. . Romance! The romance of passing faces, of wires that carried voices and words to the far ends of the world, of tremendous mechanisms that propelled ships and trains! And, oh the beautiful books! She swiftly knelt upon the floor and once more gathered the books to her heart.
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