” “You won’t!” said Ann Veronica; with the clearest note of determination. . . You take them. Hopefully. I want to be with you. ’ So saying, he pulled her forward, slipping her arms about his back. Ramage, that iron-gray man of the world, appeared dressed in a bowler hat and a suit of hard gray, astride of a black horse. The shops were lighting up into gigantic lanterns of color, the street lamps were glowing into existence, and she had lost her way.
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