Guiltily, she felt very little for him, and yet she wondered what he would be like. After that night she made it a habit. Ramage went up the Avenue, and she hurried along the path with a beating heart and a disagreeable sense of unsolved problems in her mind. Under this unnerving scrutiny, a slow flush mounted to the woman’s cheeks. She had already killed more than she wanted to count, yet she had counted them still.
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