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But, you see, she HAS to lie up. ’ ‘What?’ Appalled, Gerald could only gaze at her. They used the rope—not that a rope was at all necessary, but because Ann Veronica’s exalted state of mind made the fact of the rope agreeably symbolical; and, anyhow, it did insure a joint death in the event of some remotely possibly mischance. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. She was nestled under his bedspread. “P. “I’m going to talk of indifferent themes,” said Ramage, a little fussily, “until these interruptions of the service are over. You told him there wasn't anything in the pockets?" "Yes. And as he gave back the portfolio to Sir Rowland he contrived, unobserved, to slip the precious document into his sleeve, and from thence into his pocket.
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