I’ve seen Brewis Charvill, by the by. “Shopman. Do you know how late it is?” She nodded. They had turned into the street, on the opposite side of which were the flats where Anna lived. “You are not going out—this evening, I trust,” that lady asked, a trifle dismayed. It did seem in so many ways exactly what Ramage said it was—the sensible thing to do.
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