“Ritter’s!” said Ramage to the driver, “Dean Street. “Do you want to ruin me? I shall walk back. ’ A giggle answered him. The perspiration stood out upon his forehead. During all their long comradeship he had never so much as ventured to hold her fingers. ‘Jacques,’ she said, turning to the lad, and holding the habit out, ‘take this for me and leave it in the passage where we have left the lantern. . “Why did you lie to that man?” he asked fiercely.
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