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He returned figuratively to his bed—the bed he had made for himself and in which he must for ever lie. You never can go back. “But this is a surprise!” said Ramage. Tucked under the writing-table a pair of yellow and gold Turkish slippers of a highly meretricious quality caught her eye. “It is possible, mademoiselle,” he said, “that this affair is not yet ended. She made a slow tour of the front of the house without success, and then started back along the rooms behind, dragging open the drapes each time to get just enough light to recognise what was on the walls.
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