It was a
copy of the pencil sketch taken of him nine years ago by Winifred, and
awakened a thousand tender recollections. She turned about, and was persecuted by visions, half memories, half dreams,
of Ramage. "A doctor? What he needs is a good jolt of aromatic spirits of ammonia. "You shall see him
to-morrow. "
"Here he is!" cried Ireton, as the knocking was heard without. But get up behind,
Blueskin. His invalid wife and her
money had been only the thin thread that held his life together; beaded on that
permanent relation had been an inter-weaving series of other feminine
experiences, disturbing, absorbing, interesting, memorable affairs. She would wake in the night to
repeat her bitter cry: “Oh, why did I burn those notes?”
It added greatly to the annoyance of the situation that she had twice seen
Ramage in the Avenue since her return to the shelter of her father’s roof. He knew the circle of mountains about Saas Fee fairly well: he had been there
twice before, and it was fine to get away from the straggling pedestrians into the
high, lonely places, and sit and munch sandwiches and talk together and do
things together that were just a little difficult and dangerous.
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