‘Go and fetch her home,’ he said; ‘it isn’t what we thought! It’s just a practical joke of hers. The massive door was unlocked, and they entered the cell. It might have been the moon, or the phosphorescence of the broken water, or it might have been his abysmal loneliness; but suddenly he caught her face in his hands and kissed her on the mouth. A dark mass of wreckage, over which hung a slight mist of vapour, lay half in the ditch, half across the hedge, close under a tree from the trunk of which the bark had been torn and stripped. “I MUST speak to you,” he said. At the bottom of her heart she was not a bit afraid of Ramage.
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