The gale had become a hurricane: that hurricane was the most terrible that ever laid waste our city. ‘Why do you think I told you about the portrait? I’d not seen it, of course, but I’d seen Miss Mary just before she got married, which is when it was painted. And yet the secondary emotion was one of suspicion. If she mentioned Ramage he might have a fit—anything might happen. And let us go on with our evening.
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