A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. Go away now, there’s a good lad. ’ ‘Oh, that tragic pair,’ uttered her ladyship in saddened tones. Ramage stood up, and suddenly turned the key in the door in an off-hand manner. "Close the wicket, Austin," vociferated Ireton, in an authoritative tone. ” He brought out the twins. He frowned. And for many years, that was the way it was. "What's that?—Jack's voice!" "It is," replied her son.
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