Mrs. If only there had not been this single torturing thought—a mere pin-prick, but still curiously persistent. “My friend,” she said, “no! Let me tell you this. “Called myself Anna,” the girl repeated coolly. ‘Dare I suppose that to be of her making?’ Gerald flushed. Ramage controlled his expression and thought very quickly. Set yourself to find it out, if you will—but if you do, never dare to call yourself my friend again. Gerald caught the look and slipped the weapon into his pocket.
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