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She pulled at his tee shirt again, wishing to feel his naked chest upon hers. Wood uttered something like an imprecation. This mitigated her remorse enormously. And Ramage too—about Ramage there would always be that air of avidity, that air of knowledge and inquiry, the mixture of things in his talk that were rather good with things that were rather poor. Its shouting now did in some occult manner convey a protest that Mr. She walked down the station approach, past the neat, obtrusive offices of the coal merchant and the house agent, and so to the wicket-gate by the butcher’s shop that led to the field path to her home. From midnight until morning he was now left alone.
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