Ramage!” she cried, and struggled to her feet. Her face reminded him of a delicate unglazed porcelain cup, filled with blond wine. ” “I am your friend,” he said slowly, “whatever you may have to tell me. ’ ‘You, perhaps?’ she flung at him furiously, stepping out from behind the desk. Whatever she does is minimized.
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