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" Spurlock lowered his voice. ’ Melusine found her tongue. Perhaps that sealed letter was a form of confession, and thus relieved him on that score. “What did you say?” “Well, I considered myself justified in denying it,” Anna answered drily. A riding-habit is all I have seen. ‘She?’ ‘Damnation!’ He saw her frown, and added at once, ‘I beg your pardon, ma’am. The lighting-up pierced the obscurity of the box, and Ramage stopped his urgent flow of words abruptly and sat back. The splendid voices sang on from phase to phase of love’s unfolding, the ship drove across the sea to the beating rhythm of the rowers.
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