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“Those things are not for me just at present. As they passed beneath the thick trees that shade the road to Dollis Hill, the gloom was almost impenetrable. Ramage, that iron-gray man of the world, appeared dressed in a bowler hat and a suit of hard gray, astride of a black horse. ’ ‘But Gérard knows. ” “May I put you in a hansom?” he asked, lifting his stick.
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