A black-garbed young lad leapt out and let down the steps. ” “You love—Anna?” she exclaimed. ” He held his breath as she reached over the stick shift and touched his face. ” She controlled a sob. If hate could kill, Ramage would have been killed by a flash of hate. ” “You have no right at all,” she answered coldly. The afternoon had passed now into twilight. ‘Ah, trying to be the young hero, I take it, which is why he near got hisself killed. He thought her only an orphan in search of her English relatives. "Whose child can this be?" "How the devil should I know!" replied Jonathan gruffly.
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