I—listen. She saw, twenty yards down the platform, the shiny hat and broad back and inimitable swagger of Ramage. " "A short man, isn't he, about your height, Sir,—with a yellow beard, and a face as sly as a fox's?" "Hem!" replied Wood, coughing slightly to conceal a smile; "the description's not amiss. She tucked her stick under her arm and re-read Manning’s letter. " "Off!" she exclaimed, breaking from his embrace with a scream. ’ He turned to the lodgekeeper behind him, whose shocked fear had given place to a direful frown. He seemed too noisy. "Evidently he could not destroy these children of his. A vein of conviction mingled with his burlesque.
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