‘I must see the lady who is my great-aunt. “Heavens!” she exclaimed. ‘Something in that, missie. ” The wonderful likeness between the two girls was never less noticeable than at that moment. Ramage came for her at her lodgings, and she met him graciously and kindly as a queen who knows she must needs give sorrow to a faithful liege. Her eyes were fixed upon the ground, the pink colour coming and going in her cheeks was very delicate and girlish. It would surely be only common politeness to drop her a hint—a fellow countrywoman too. There was a sharp knocking at the outside door. She packed her backpack with a change of clothes, some rags, and her old length of piano wire. You are a detective?" "Yes. She had a compartment to herself in the train from London to Morningside Park, and she sat with both her feet on the seat in an attitude that would certainly have distressed her mother to see, and horrified her grandmother beyond measure; she sat with her knees up to her chin and her hands clasped before them, and she was so lost in thought that she discovered with a start, from a lettered lamp, that she was at Morningside Park, and thought she was moving out of the station, whereas she was only moving in.
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