” “To a friend?” “To lodgings—alone. It was as if Grace-church Street, with all its shops, its magazines, and ceaseless throng of passengers, were stretched from the Middlesex to the Surrey shore. A moistened velvet touch found her tongue. “I’ve had most of the things I wanted,” said Ramage, in the stillness of the night. Amiable and good-looking. The place for reading. I’m not sure if Janine cared.
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