The lighting-up pierced the obscurity of the box, and Ramage stopped his urgent flow of words abruptly and sat back. “Difficulties indeed. Ruth did not resent the use of her mind and body in this tale of adventure. He recognized the face instantly. Ah Coom. Her fingers passed over a cunningly wrought surface of wood, with just the correct amount of protrusion, the precise colours of dyed leather, and cleverly gilded surfaces and neatly painted lettering. Warm reality was now so near her she could hear it beating in her ears. The whole neighbourhood was disturbed. Detention would mean coming home late, which spelled distraction and trouble on the night of a kill.
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