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She turned her cheek to the cold sill; and by and by the sill grew warm and wet with tears. Ramage pursed his rather loose lips and shrugged his shoulders, with his eyes fixed steadily upon her. Something that is born anew each time we meet, and pines when we are separated. The letter will explain all. Laugh on the wrong side of your mouth, now. ‘Thank you,’ she said, leaning heavily on his arm for a moment.
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