’ ‘What offer?’ she asked, suspicion rife in her voice. She charged boldly into the space of Miss Miniver’s rhetorical pause. When she entered the office a strange scene was presented to her startled gaze. She was sorry to find Ramage a little disposed to be melancholy. He waved an arm and spoke with a peculiar resonance. He must not in any way call their attention to it. ’ ‘I do not marry a man who makes me a threat like this,’ she flashed. There is a tragedy to come. Ah! how I wish, poor dear Sir Cecil were alive! he'd keep him in order. Whether it was the nun’s habit or the harlot’s clothing that distressed her more, he could not begin to guess. . “You must tell me the truth, please. .
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