He took a handful of the gravelly mud, with which the platform was covered, and threw the small pebbles, one by one, towards the gleam. She tossed her head, and, having no further words, moved toward the door. With a little sigh of happiness she accepted this new thing. Had he found the secret door? Running to the centre, she tried to judge where the knocking came from. ‘Silence,’ he warned again, with a prod of the dagger at her heart. “One can talk without undertones, so to speak,” said Ramage.
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