"You hay'n't hurt your arm, I trust, my dear?" he added, anxiously. She wondered if the second part would overcome his objections? Several times the words had rushed to her tongue, to find her tongue paralysed. The tree-lined streets were silent except for the sporadic revving of glass packs down Church Avenue. “I’ve had most of the things I wanted,” said Ramage, in the stillness of the night. Yet before she turned once more to resume her flight she schooled herself with an effort to look where it had happened.
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