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“I saw him stagger and sink down, and the pistol was smoking still in my hand. You fooled me this morning; but I overheard two old maids talking about you and the young man. She spent the morning up to ten in writing a series of unsuccessful letters to Ramage, which she tore up unfinished; and finally she desisted and put on her jacket and went out into the lamp-lit obscurity and slimy streets.
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