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" It was curiously like the intermittent murmur of the surf, those weird Sundays, when her father paused for breath to launch additional damnation for those who disobeyed the Word. His tone was kind and sympathetic. She arrived about nine o’clock the next evening in a state of tremulous enthusiasm. “Just hope that the ground doesn’t shift and unearth them. She resolved to go into the City to Ramage and ask for his advice. She could have dined alone in her room; but courage had demanded that she face the ordeal and have done with it. He had abandoned his oars, and the boat was drifting with the stream towards the enemy. As we turned the corner of the street, I noticed that the electric light was burning in this room. Sheppard.
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