Ramage looked at her for a long and discriminating interval without speaking. Almost had Martha won out. . . "And yet, he has been spared thus long; perhaps with a wise purpose," rejoined Thames. Several people were passed out on the sectional sofa, and muffled noises emanated from other rooms indicating that the party’s embers were still smoldering, but John was nowhere to be seen. He barely shook the rose petals from her hair. One main avenue was for her to become a sort of salaried accessory wife or mother, to be a governess or an assistant schoolmistress, or a very high type of governess-nurse. A spot of colour, brighter than any rouge, burned on her cheeks. Rattles were sprung; lanterns lighted, and hoisted at the end of poles; windows thrown open; doors unbarred; and, as if by magic, the street was instantaneously filled with a crowd of persons of both sexes, armed with such weapons as came most readily to hand, and dressed in such garments as could be most easily slipped on.
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