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She turned about, and was persecuted by visions, half memories, half dreams, of Ramage. For four hours he had shifted his own troubles to the shoulders of these imaginative characters. Will you let me go out of this room?” “No,” cried Ramage; “hear me out! I’ll have that satisfaction, anyhow. An uncomfortable silence followed. You are marvelous!” Carolyn Diedermayer exclaimed. The flowers upon the mantel-shelf were withered and drooping—she had gathered them. Her thought spoke aloud. ’ ‘It was so,’ said Valade, becoming a trifle more fluent. .
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