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The clouds were nearly black with rain, threatening to spill sleet in daggers and torrents. “Read this, John. Weeks hurled past, weeks that turned into months. It was denied him, for as he closed his eyes—though but for an instant—the whole scene of his former visit to the place rose before him. There was a discreet knocking at the door, and Ramage’s face changed.
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