By a miracle, he averted its path, his hold on the girl’s mouth shifting fast to grasp her wrist. He looked about for his hat, and put it on. She gaped at its keep, at least ten feet tall, a frightening gray coffin turned upright. Ramage,” she said, “please don’t talk like this. I needn't tell you to tread carefully.
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