She forced herself not to think of John. 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. ’ Gerald opened his eyes at her. The man who sat behind a pigeon-hole, and regulated the comings and goings, was for a moment absent.
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