Her secret thoughts made some hasty, half-hearted excursions into the possibility of telling the thing in romantic tones—Ramage was as a black villain, she as a white, fantastically white, maiden. ‘Jacques! This—this bête he attacks me, and you stand there and you do nothing. ‘Lord,’ he uttered, glancing about with a disparaging eye.
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