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“No Christmas dinner,” she said, “or anything nice! One doesn’t even know what you are doing. I wouldn’t recommend doing anything. But the Ramage affair needed clearing up, of course; it was a flaw upon that project. I have healed and I am still your wife!\" She looked at him desperately, his eyes illuminated by firelight. She loved to be there, taking part in it all, breathing it, being it. A short way off in the fields he descried a sort of shed or cow-house, and thither he contrived to drag his weary limbs. “But you do not know,” she whispered, “whether I am a married woman or not.
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