But she felt his lax figure become rigid. It is but a wild threat. Will you let me go out of this room?” “No,” cried Ramage; “hear me out! I’ll have that satisfaction, anyhow. ’ Mrs Sindlesham’s mouth dropped open. “Do you remember the mountains? Do you remember how we loved one another? How intensely we loved one another! Do you remember the light on things and the glory of things? I’m greedy, I’m greedy! I want children like the mountains and life like the sky. She saw, twenty yards down the platform, the shiny hat and broad back and inimitable swagger of Ramage. I saw him ride away with that other fellow. I do not think that I have the Bohemian spirit at all.
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