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She spoke with fluent enthusiasm. She often found herself absorbed by watching the tall grass undulate from the cave’s central doorway as solitary hunters prowled for buffalo and stag on the plain. I tell you what, Thames," he added, flinging himself carelessly into a chair, "I'd give my right hand,—and that's no light offer for a carpenter's 'prentice,—if that little minx were half as fond of me as she is of you. And, in addition, she was now seeing and talking to Ramage almost weekly, on a theory which she took very gravely, that they were exceptionally friends. She was marvellously pretty, but he was not quite sure—yet—that it was advisable for him to sit with her in so public a place. Set yourself to find it out, if you will—but if you do, never dare to call yourself my friend again. I must go perhaps in all the rooms. May I ask the nature of your interest in her?” He hesitated. The sky was dripping a wet, slow rain that had forced the city’s inhabitants into taxicabs and dingy cafeterias, the day wholly ruined for all except the insane schizophrenics and her. The Magdalene.
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