"Don't ask me about it now. Mr. Wood will be intercepted. Hopefully. This time she feinted as his point came up to deflect her own, and disengaging, passed under and cut at his cheek. She saw his purpose and his doubt hesitated also, and then went to him, took his coat lapels, and kissed him on the cheek. We'll lather him with mud, shave him with a rusty razor, and drench him with aqua pompaginis. If she mentioned Ramage he might have a fit—anything might happen.
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