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As he stood upon the bridge, he held down the light, and looked into the
profound abyss. One
of the shutters was a trifle damaged, letting in added light. Keeping hold of the doorhandle, she turned slowly. “And now let us leave the men alone and
talk about ourselves. He knocked his pipe on the teak rail. Mrs. Another labyrinth in hell!"
A smile broke over the trader's face. The intruder was handsomely, even richly, attired in a scarlet riding-suit,
embroidered with gold; a broad belt, to which a hanger was attached, crossed his
shoulders; his boots rose above his knee, and he carried a laced hat in his hand. “You were talking to that fellow Ramage to-day—in the Avenue. His natal burr was always in evidence
when he was sentimentally affected. Ann
Veronica was apologetic to the bottom of her soul.
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