” Ramage looked at her, and then fell into deep reflection as the waiter came to paragraph their talk again. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. Spurling stood her negro attendant, Caliban; a hideous, misshapen, malicious monster, with broad hunched shoulders, a flat nose, and ears like those of a wild beast, a head too large for his body, and a body too long for his legs. His gaze dropped to the black garment that covered her. She recognized him as the man who had blundered into the wrong room. "Where?" she cried. Left alone with Edgeworth Bess, Jack burst into a loud laugh of exultation.
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