I'll wait here. And Ramage too—about Ramage there would always be that air of avidity, that air of knowledge and inquiry, the mixture of things in his talk that were rather good with things that were rather poor. In the distance a barrel-organ was grinding out a pot pourri of popular airs. “How CAN I tell him?” whispered Miss Stanley. Ennison paused by the little gate.
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