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Sheppard," said Wood, glancing round the chamber, as he expanded his palms before the scanty flame. That is what terrified her: the consciousness that nothing in her life would be continuous, that she would no sooner form friendships (like the present) than relentless fate would thrust her into a new circle. Mirrors. It was a gray day in the spring of 1910. Ramage seemed always fencing about the forbidden topic, probing for openings, and she wondered why she did not give him them. She had money of her own—much more than I have—and there was no need to squabble about that.
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