and Mrs. " "Give me an acquittance," said Trenchard. Then Ramage appeared with effusion, and ushered her into his inner apartment. She tried for her usual confident tone, but only succeeded in sounding gruff, even to her own ears. ’ Trodger frowned, and chewed his lip. “Go down and rescue the rags of my reputation,” she said, smiling. He was a square-faced man of nearly fifty, with iron-gray hair a mobile, cleanshaven mouth and rather protuberant black eyes that now scrutinized Ann Veronica. The Old Mint. She’s right upstairs.
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