‘Not in the open street. The oblique ruddy lighting distorted them oddly, made queer bars and patches of shadow upon their clothes. They vanished through the doorway. I asked him—to take me away. The lighting-up pierced the obscurity of the box, and Ramage stopped his urgent flow of words abruptly and sat back. I’ve seen Brewis Charvill, by the by. The mode of destruction makes no difference. These were so outside her experience that she found it possible to thrust them almost out of sight by saying they would be “all right” in confident tones to herself.
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