" "And why not, old saltwater?" inquired Ben, turning a quid in his mouth. Ramage, that iron-gray man of the world, appeared dressed in a bowler hat and a suit of hard gray, astride of a black horse. “Here’s something rather good,” he said, and with a start and an effort she took his place at the microscope, while he stood beside her and almost leaning over her. “Limp,” he answered. ’ ‘The nuns?’ she said, gazing at him innocently.
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