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“Mr. " Sheppard started to his feet. Cheveney was another Paris friend, was he?” she asked. I told him I would bring him to the gallows, and I was as good as my word. She rose at once with a little exclamation, half of surprise, half of pleasure. The houses loomed progressively larger as one strode up the block, growing from ranch to two-story, from squat 1950's modern to stately 1890's palace. He removed his cocked hat and came towards her. “No,” she said at last; “I’m a human being—not a timid female. Ramage,” she cried, “you are outrageous! You understand nothing. But where in the world was the girl? A door led to another chamber beyond.
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