Let’s face it, she hates Missy’s guts. For this he was prepared; but he was not prepared for the almost insurmountable obstacles which it presented. When she looked into their eyes, her despair put her beyond tears. He was tender with her as he had not been in years. You were afraid of me, afraid that I should have been shocked, afraid of the scandal. She saw, twenty yards down the platform, the shiny hat and broad back and inimitable swagger of Ramage. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home.
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