Her back stiffened. But a middle-aged man like Ramage ought to know better than to draw out a girl, the daughter of a friend and neighbor. The ambitions of his life, and they were many, seemed to lie far away, broken up dreams in some outside world where the way was rough and the sky always grey. Mr. Here, indeed, was a type with which he had never until now come into contact—a natural woman. "The nurses," she answered.
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