Tears flowed in rivulets down 121 her cheeks and she began to cry. Ramage, that iron-gray man of the world, appeared dressed in a bowler hat and a suit of hard gray, astride of a black horse. ’ Looking round, she found the little coterie of soldiers crowded into the passage behind them. Ray Plote would not leave a written explanation. Five hours later she tiptoed down the hall and paused at the threshold of what they now called his study. I’m glad I did. Books! She knew now what had saved her—her mother's hand, reaching down from heaven, had set the giver's flaming eyes upon the covers of these books.
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