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. Think if your own mother was alive!” He paused, deeply moved. Ramage, that iron-gray man of the world, appeared dressed in a bowler hat and a suit of hard gray, astride of a black horse. He shrieked with agony, and clung with desperate tenacity to the roughened stones. She brought her hands up to her head and ripped out two long chunks of her hair, pulling out shreds of scalp. "What for?" demanded Wood. He lowered his voice a little and leaned over towards her. “It is, if anything, a little above the average,” Brendon admitted. ” “I am going to ask more than a favour,” she said slowly. Both advanced towards it, when, by the light of the lantern, Wood beheld, in the countenance of the stranger, the well-remembered and stern features of Rowland.
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