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Her fanciful imagination no longer drew pictures of the aunt in the doorway of a wooden house, her arms extended in welcome. My nerves were in rags. She had not seen Ramage for ten or eleven days, and she was quite ready for a gossip with him. Stanley in her illness that her husband consented to receive Mr. Capes flashed to an understanding of her intention, sprang to his feet, and opened the door for her retreat.
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