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“You told me that your name was Meysey Hill. I shouldn't talk like that. " He laughed and followed her into the hotel. But she must not laugh. It was owing to the untimely end of this poor fellow that Mrs. Ramage, speaking the simplest first thought of his heart. " "Don't say anything about it, dear Mrs. " "I have often conjured up some frightful vision of the dead," murmured the knight, "but I never dreamed of an interview with the living. " "Good enough for me. She had made her first fight for dignity and freedom as a grown-up and independent Person, and this was how the universe had treated her. She felt this was the sensible way out of this oddly sinister situation. Then Capes’ footsteps approached. She discovered him sitting upon the floor beside his open trunk. The misty caravans of which she had dreamed were become actualities. Why should they be? She and Ramage were friends, very good friends.
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