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Hurt beyond what he could imagine by the selfishness and pride of her forbears, whose fateful disputes had robbed her of the life she should have led, the plucky little devil had taken matters into her own hands. “It’s either now or never,” she said to herself. And in some incomprehensible way, Ramage was confused with Capes; she had a grotesque disposition to persuade herself that this was really Capes who surrounded her, as it were, with wings of desire. Seven hundred forty-two dollars and eighty-one cents, the sum total of her money in the world that she hid in a filigreed cigar box shelved behind her schoolbooks. The smile had become a laugh. Her cargo is nearly shipped. It was if the world had blinked out for a moment. \"He still likes you, I believe. Anyhow, she’s disappeared for some reason or other. ” “Did it come—in Paris?” “I do not know,” he answered. She lifted the sheet and gestured for him to join her.
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