Softly she rose to her feet. She rang again with the same result. She had not at first the power for concealment. I’m sorry. I came in by the vestry, and we will go out that way again. The shops were lighting up into gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she had lost her way. “The fool I have been!” he cried; and now speech was coming to him. She went to the post-office and drew out and sent off her money to Ramage.
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