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” Annabel shook her head. Hastening to the spot where he had tied his horse to a tree, he vaulted into the saddle, and rode off across the fields,—for he was fearful of encountering the hostile party,—till he reached the Edgeware Road. No breakfast, he’s had no dinner, hardly a mouthful of soup— since yesterday at tea. This intercourse, which had been planned to warm Ann Veronica to a familiar affection with Ramage, was certainly warming Ramage to a constantly deepening interest in Ann Veronica. Spurling's sooty imp, Caliban. Heedless, however, of the consequences, he pursued his task.
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