Ramage,” she said, “please don’t talk like this. ‘I’ve finished me report, sir,’ Trodger said aggrievedly. She lit the cigarette with a tiny Kelly green drugstore lighter. ‘Keep still, for God’s sake! Hilary will send him off all right and tight, never fear. A slow horror was dawning in his fixed eyes. Ann Veronica was not ready enough to deal with that counter-stroke. In his muscular pudgy hand was a photograph, frayed at the corners, soiled from the contact of many hands: the portrait of a youth of eighteen. Yes, very well. I believed I was strong enough to go on in silence; but I'm human like everybody else.
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