He grabbed her wrist and prised the weapon from her fingers, ignoring her other hand that clawed at his to try to retain the trophy. . She returned home through a world that was as roseate as it had been gray overnight. She was thinking fast now, all her senses on the alert. I want you to understand clearly that I was indebted to the man in many small ways. I'll tell you what. Ramage, that iron-gray man of the world, appeared dressed in a bowler hat and a suit of hard gray, astride of a black horse. ‘Very well, mademoiselle, so be it,’ he snapped. “I am tired,” she said, “and I want to rest. " "That's easily said. "Well, Lady Trafford," he said, fixing a severe look upon her. ” “All these things,” he muttered bitterly, “this desperate resolve to take your life into your own hands, your unnatural craving for independence, would never trouble you for a moment—if you really cared.
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