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Ramage leaned over the gate at Ann Veronica’s side, and for a moment there was silence. “After all, it’s our honeymoon. Satisfied with his scrutiny, he produced a pocket-flask, and taking off the silver cup with which it was mounted, filled it with the contents of the flask, and then seizing the thin arm of the sleeper, rudely shook it.
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