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"Here, Tom," he added, calling to a shop-boy, "run and fetch a constable. "No," replied Jack. She imagined descending the stairs, hearing Mike’s uproarious laughter as she peeked around a vacant corner with a lump in her throat. Don’t leave me in this beastly thing. She was keenly resolved to do well in the school examination, and not to be drowned in the seas of emotion that threatened to submerge her intellectual being. The ticket line filtered slowly into the glass doors, growing louder and more boisterous by the minute. She got up, drew up her blind, and stared out of window at a dawn-cold vision of chimneys for a time, and then went and sat on the edge of her bed. Russell burned like a beacon, but Capes illuminated by darting flashes and threw light, even if it was but momentary light, into a hundred corners that Russell left steadfastly in the shade. Her thoughts were deflected from Vivie Warren by the peculiar behavior of a middle-aged gentleman in Piccadilly. But a middle-aged man like Ramage ought to know better than to draw out a girl, the daughter of a friend and neighbor.
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