She was sorry to find Ramage a little disposed to be melancholy. Where was the expected message from this captain, who had promised to send her word at the instant Gerald returned to town. So he sharpened a score of pencils, and after fiddling about and rewriting the last page he had written the previous night, he plunged into work. Am I so forgettable?” He strode down the hall as she ran to catch up with him past lockers someone had painted an abysmal shade of gray blue. He tasted like cinders and ash, but not of smoke.
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