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Behind the poet came Sir James Thornhill. ” “Don’t worry yourself. I am something of an old fogey, Anna, I’m afraid, but if you treat me like this you will teach me to forget it. For a time they walked in silence. ” “Blood of my heart!” whispered Capes, holding her close to him. It became suddenly glaringly apparent to her that it was impossible to return fifteen pounds or any sum less than twenty pounds to Ramage—absolutely impossible.
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