Then it came to her with a shock, as an extraordinary oversight, that she could never tell Manning about Ramage—never. ‘I broke in. 265 The madness crept around her like smoke under a door. The by now familiar dramatic sigh came. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. She was civil, but she was obviously impatient to know his errand. Without a word or a gesture, the Wastrel turned and staggered forth, out of the orbit of these two, having been thrust into it for a single purpose already described. The venturous climber gazed for a moment at the assemblage beneath, to ascertain that he was not discovered; and, having satisfied himself in this particular, he stepped out more boldly. ” Courtlaw crossed the room and threw open the door.
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