I thought he was in Newgate. The curtain came festooning slowly down, the music ceased, the lights in the auditorium glowed out, and Ann Veronica woke out of her confused dream of involuntary and commanding love in a glory of sound and colors to discover that Ramage was sitting close beside her with one hand resting lightly on her waist. She pulled him down by his lapels and arched her head readily towards his neck. You are—horrible. All that he had sown that afternoon with such infinite care was as nothing compared to this seed, cast without forethought. Gerald liked her enormously. ’ Madame gave one of those breathy laughs. A maidservant held the front door open.
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