I’ve seen him, and he doesn’t a bit understand. Very slowly emerging out of a phase of stupefaction, these personal affairs and her personal problem resumed possession of her mind. Ramage, that iron-gray man of the world, appeared dressed in a bowler hat and a suit of hard gray, astride of a black horse. And in those days, too, he used to help her mother with her gardening, and hover about her while she stood on the ladder and hammered creepers to the scullery wall. The man could put a bullet through her before she could hope to reach any one of them.
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