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Wood, meantime, had not remained idle. She drew a chair to the window and stared at the splendour of the tropical night. He had now reached the adjoining house, and, scaling the roof, approached another building, which seemed to be, at least, one story loftier than its neighbours. “My sister,” she murmured, “is so independent. “He is a sad blunderer. Ramage, I came here—I didn’t suppose for one moment you would dare —” “Nonsense! That is your mistake! You are too intellectual. "All right," he said. But we're neglecting the punch all this time. Mike sat down, his body too large for the petite blue couch. “So it seems that I was wrong.
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