Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat. “Annabel,” she said brusquely. But, by Jove! it’s going to make our loving a fiercely abstract thing. Ramage. —I do not congratulate you on your success.
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