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Groping their way through one or two dark and mouldy-smelling vaults, the party ascended a flight of steps, which brought them to the hall. She saw, twenty yards down the platform, the shiny hat and broad back and inimitable swagger of Ramage. His heir is dead, yes, and his name and title available to me. But I'm thinking of asking Josh Durkin. I could make away with him at once, as you are about to make away with your nephew, Sir Rowland,—but that wouldn't serve my turn. Had she said the words aloud? He pulled her close and she nuzzled her head on his chest.
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