"Has he escaped?" asked the thief-taker, faintly. “I’ve had most of the things I wanted,” said Ramage, in the stillness of the night. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. She wondered even at this late day how she had been able to hold her maddening curiosity in check. He began to talk again in quick undertones that she could not clearly hear.
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