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You would steal from me then the only man I ever cared a snap of the fingers about. She could have traded it for gold nuggets and lived like a queen for a few weeks, but she did not. And this was an adventure of which he had dreamed from boyhood: aboard a windjammer on the South Seas. "Ruth?" "Hoddy!" she cried. He fancied that the turnkeys had discovered his flight and were in pursuit of him,—that they had climbed up the chimney,—entered the Red Room,— tracked him from door to door, and were now only detained by the gate which he had left unbroken in the chapel. At the bottom of her heart she was not a bit afraid of Ramage. Prudence was the substance and Angelina the shadow; for Angelina never offered opinions, she only agreed with those advanced by Prudence. The walls were pristine white and unmarked except for two sconces and a rather colorless Monet poster that had been framed in an expensive oak surround. "She has, she has," said Jack, in a broken voice. Catch him, she begged silently. “It’s jolly of you to come,” said Ramage. “You shall drive home with me in a hansom, if you will. And Ann Veronica walked beside him, trying in vain to soften her heart to him by the thought of how she had ill-used him, and all the time, as her feet and mind grew weary together, rejoicing more and more that at the cost of this one interminable walk she escaped the prospect of—what was it?—“Ten thousand days, ten thousand nights” in his company.
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