How she had coveted her mother’s beauty and sought to emulate it, if only to please her. \"Where would you like to go?\" \"Burger King okay?\" \"Are you sure you don't want to go to some place fancier?\" He was surprised. Her secret thoughts made some hasty, half-hearted excursions into the possibility of telling the thing in romantic tones—Ramage was as a black villain, she as a white, fantastically white, maiden. You used to beg me for hours at a time to give it all up, never to go near the ‘Ambassador’s’ again.
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