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. " "I will go," said Mrs. ‘And I am delighted to see that you are ready to admit that the Charvills—or rather the Valades—are indeed your affair. Thames unfolded the drawing, smoothed out its creases, and beheld a portrait of himself. Red velvet curtains rustled under dim lights as the door shut with a heavy snap. I thought one had only to take it by the throat. Such apartments as she saw were either scandalously dirty or unaccountably dear, or both. I knew it.
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