“Tut, tut!” he said. Maggot and Edgeworth Bess. Why should they be? She and Ramage were friends, very good friends. The father, granite; the daughter, fire: Spurlock saw the one and heard the other, his amazement indescribable. “Agreed,” he said with queer exaltation, and his grip tightened on her hand. ‘Hilary is a darling.
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