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175 “Before you tell me the whole story,” she emphasized the penultimate word, “just let me do something for you. “Let us walk round to Covent Garden,” he suggested. She would wake in the night to repeat her bitter cry: “Oh, why did I burn those notes?” It added greatly to the annoyance of the situation that she had twice seen Ramage in the Avenue since her return to the shelter of her father’s roof. She meditated profoundly through several enormous cold hours on all that had happened and all that she had done since the swirl of the suffrage movement had submerged her personal affairs. Here and there, a rectangular patch, darker than the rest, showed that some had been removed. And if he won’t—” But she did not give even unspoken words to the alternative at that time. But he had been forewarned by his great-nephew.
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