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At the bottom of her heart she was not
a bit afraid of Ramage. This was the first young man who had
drawn from her something more than speculative interest. "What?… Oh!… Well, good Lord!" He wrenched loose his head and stood up,
sending the chair clattering to the floor. Of the vast mass of these impressions Ann Veronica could make nothing at the
time; there they were—Fact! She stored them away in a mind naturally retentive,
as a squirrel stores away nuts, for further digestion. And
now, a fair exchange, Sir. And there was that dress of hers! She must be warned
that she had been imposed upon. There has never been a white woman at
McClintock's. Captain Roding strode into the parlour. ”
Chapter XIV
“THIS IS MY WIFE”
Anna, notwithstanding her momentary fright in the middle of the day, was in
high spirits. "
"I tell e'e what, John Dump," said the other fellow, who had hitherto preserved
silence, "I don't know whether you talkin' o' Jack Sheppard has put him into my
head or not; but I once had him pointed out to me, and if that were him as I seed
then, he's just now ridden past us, and put up at the Six Bells. You say you need a man. It would be protective; it would
with age turn to silver unnoticeably. ’
‘As a matter of fact, it isn’t,’ conceded Gerald. She rode him gently. They took her fingerprints sitting at
the gray metal desk of Officer Nolte, the virile young
buck who had brought her in.
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