Perhaps it had been pick-pocketed or jostled from her dress in a hunt. Never again would he repeat that kiss; but at night when they separated, he would touch her forehead with his lips, and sometimes he would hold her hand in his and pat it. Ramage,” she said, “please don’t talk like this. ’ She set down her glass with a snap. The both of them puttering about the tidy two-story house, Lucy would serve them both steaming cups of tea in the front parlor.
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