Ramage,” she said, “I can’t—Not now. Do not disquiet yourself. You are nothing of the sort. I’ll be ready in a moment. ” He leaned to kiss her 131 and she returned his kiss, which she drew out, savored, and tried to memorize. Was the situation so desperate that he could not pack his best things? She had packed lightly, not wanting to weigh down the carriage they would travel in. "I shall want a bottle or two of sack, and a flask of usquebaugh. "This she-devil has got hold of the sack.
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