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But she could tell by the dullness of his eyes that he saw only some inner vision. She was dressed as a white woman should be; and that for the present satisfied her instincts. “You see, daddy, I don’t think it IS preposterous. The sing-song girl rose and meekly pattered out of the office into the night. She would always be going to and fro up the Avenue, getting glimpses of Ramage, seeing him in trains. I’m glad you could come. They drove around town that night in his Buick convertible. I can be that man, the one I know you want. The one nearest to her, which must lead to the library. His conscience never told him to go back and take his punishment; it tortured him only in regard to the deed itself. ” she said. ” “The man?” 228 “Yes.
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