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The hotel on the Peak had the aspect of
a fairy castle. Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples, for I am sick of love. The window was shortly after
opened, and a rope ladder, with a lighted horn lantern attached to it, let down. "
He started to pick up a sheet of manuscript, but she pushed him from the table
toward the doorway; and he staggered out of the bungalow, suddenly stretched
his arms, and broke into a trot. She had
arranged for a supper of tea, a boiled egg, and some tinned peaches. ”
“I know—” said Ramage, with sympathy. For hours he seemed to have pleasant
dreams of open skies and airplanes, but then the dreams
would disintegrate into fleshy charnel house nightmares
where he could hear her calling to him through a fog.
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