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The man had favoured him with a brief nod, but the girl had gone so far as to offer a tiny smile, and a look under her lashes with which not even Gerald, for all his scant interest in female society, could fail to be familiar. "Put down your burthen, monster!" shouted Wood, pointing an immense blunderbuss at him. And why, after all, should she not borrow money from Ramage? It was so true what he said; middle-class people WERE ridiculously squeamish about money. In a side-glance—for the floor was variously encumbered with overturned objects—he saw one of his paper weights, a coloured glass ball such as McClintock used in trade. She did not open the Bible but laid it on the edge of the bed, knelt and rested her forehead upon the worn leather cover. Ann Veronica forgot him as soon as she was through the gate, and her face resumed its expression of stern preoccupation. There was a certain air of forced fortuity in his manner. "Gone," replied the wounded man. Charming girl. It had been her home for hundreds of years. " "Before I leave this place, I must see my mother. I love you.
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