They walked across a moat of pea gravel that crunched like noisy cereal under their feet. The evening was warm and inviting, one meant to be spent outdoors. “Stay where you are for a moment,” she directed. Fear nothing. ‘I begin to ask myself why it is that I wish to become of these people. Mrs. ” “We’ll all go second,” said Ramage, “if we may?” Mr.
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