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His friend held it out of the way. She looked into his eyes, truly noticing
their gray color for the first time. So presently they got into a hansom together, and Ann Veronica sat back
feeling very luxurious and pleasant, and looked at the light and stir and misty
glitter of the street traffic from under slightly drooping eyelids, while Ramage
sat closer to her than he need have done, and glanced ever and again at her face,
and made to speak and said nothing. I want a walk. "
"I'll excuse it nevertheless," returned the little damsel, affectionately extending
her hand to him. But how
long would she last, withering away to a desiccated pile of
skin and bone? Round and round she would go. But
you, Ferringhall, our pattern, an erstwhile Sheriff of London, a county
magistrate, a prospective politician, a sober and an upright man, one who, had he
aspired to it, might even have filled the glorious position of Lord Mayor—
James, a whisky and Apollinaris at once. The Higher Life and the Lower.
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