. . The entrance was barred against them; and they had the additional mortification of hearing Sheppard's loud laughter at their discomfiture. “My dear man,” she exclaimed, “wasn’t that a foregone conclusion?” “You treat the matter lightly,” he continued. He looked distant, irritated. Then Ramage appeared with effusion, and ushered her into his inner apartment. ‘This from a man who calls himself my friend. Always.
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