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‘Yes, that is what the nuns they said of me. The lighting-up pierced the obscurity of the box, and Ramage stopped his urgent flow of words abruptly and sat back. ’ ‘Aye, more’s the pity. But such was the violence of his grief,—such the compunction he exhibited, that all but one looked on with an eye of compassion. In the distance a bell clanged, and chattering broke out in the doorway as several nuns came crowding in. His fears supplied him with unwonted vigour. But I've stacks of books and a grand piano-player. If I can’t talk anywhere else—I DO want an understanding. ’ ‘Even that he is, one must be practical.
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