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She set her fingers in the hair and tugged, drawing him to a sitting posture and stooping so that her eyes would be on the level with his when he awoke. I’ve got imagination. “I shall be waiting for you there, and in the meantime, if you will help yourself—pray don’t look like that. Never had he been so intrigued. She saw, twenty yards down the platform, the shiny hat and broad back and inimitable swagger of Ramage. "Sir Cecil is no more. Well, I'd no idea," she continued, pursuing her ruminations as she left the room, "that people of quality laughed so.
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