I was—I was a corespondent. The other lay unconscious in a heap. Why should they be? She and Ramage were friends, very good friends. One of the sampans was hailed, and a ropeladder was lowered. We can’t afford to turn our women, our Madonnas, our Saint Catherines, our Mona Lisas, our goddesses and angels and fairy princesses, into a sort of man.
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