The Iron Bar 397 XVIII. Cautiously stepping outside, he looked up towards the terrace. ” “I know—” said Ramage, with sympathy. He held in his hands many threads. Sometimes I tremble, Anna, to think how near I came to passing through life without a single glimpse, a moment’s revelation of this greatest and most awful of mysteries, the mystery of primaeval nature. Their flitting hands were always touching. ” Michelle squinted conspiratorially. "Oh no—no! You say this to terrify me—to try me.
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