Ann Veronica took off her jacket and sat down in the corner chair, and leaned forward to look into the great hazy warm brown cavity of the house, and Ramage placed his chair to sit beside her and near her, facing the stage. And Charcam, fearful of another charge in his master's present uncertain mood, disappeared. In seconds, they faced each other before the altar. Almost at once she had comprehended that she was expected to write down her name and address, which she did, in slanting cobwebby lettering, perhaps a trifle laboriously. "Jack!" she cried, raising her head.
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