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She could almost smell her mother’s attar of white roses and lemon verbena with the memory of the story. Wood, furiously. ‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. He was in love with her! She tried to grasp all the welter of values in the situation simultaneously, and draw some conclusion from their disorder. But at last this ordeal was over, and Ramage opened the door.

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