There was a discreet knocking at the door, and Ramage’s face changed. She never touched the manuscript with pencil, but jotted down her notes on slips of paper and left them where he might easily find them. Into this hole in the wall and out of it the native stream flowed from sunrise to sunset, when the stream mysteriously ceased.
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