At last, she breathed. “Anything is better than this—this stifled life down here. "I understand, Sir," replied Davies, drawing a little aside. ‘And you mean this? Truly?’ ‘Entirely. All the rest of our lives would be together then, Ann Veronica. He uttered one word over and over, monotonously: "Fool! … Fool!" But invariably the touch of Ruth's hand quieted him, and his head would cease to roll from side to side. ‘You, Mademoiselle Charvill, are as unlike most of your sex as you can be. Something in her tone made him look up. Ann Veronica took off her jacket and sat down in the corner chair, and leaned forward to look into the great hazy warm brown cavity of the house, and Ramage placed his chair to sit beside her and near her, facing the stage. ‘The secret passage!’ It did not take long to find the mechanism of the candlesconce that opened the door. There would be ultimate misery, but it would be needless cruelty to give her a push toward it. A black silk furbelowed scarf covered her shoulders; and over the kincob gown hung a yellow satin apron, trimmed with white Persian.
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