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Her white shirt was mired with a central bloodstain, his pants caked with mud. He was certain that those lips of hers had never known the natural and pardonable simper of youth. E. These sweeping dignities were not within the compass of her will; she remembered she liked Ramage, and owed things to him, and she was interested—she was profoundly interested. She was, as Capes had said, a hard young woman.
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