I can’t explain—” They regarded one another, each blinded to the other. She had not seen Ramage for ten or eleven days, and she was quite ready for a gossip with him. “You certainly are. ‘You’re either mad, or in love. ‘We will converse in your own tongue,’ he said in French as he led her away. The vicomte has, he say, enough femmes in his hands. He temporized, and the girl raised her eyes once more to his. You make a game with me, imbecile. Suddenly remembering Kimble, her heart thudded with excitement. That bruise will answer the same purpose.
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