‘Don’t concern yourself. Gerald, intent on his trail, ignored it. "If you knew how much importance I attach to your answer," he continued passionately, "you would not refuse me one. That’s— that’s my private life. "What would my poor mother say to it?" "I was sorry to see that about your mother, Jack," observed Hogarth. He obeyed, letting the garment fall to the floor. She was sorry to find Ramage a little disposed to be melancholy. ’ ‘Ain’t it? Want me to give you some time with her? Not that I think she’ll tell you anything. There were sidetables and a writing table, similarly buried in bric-a-brac, and the chair by the French doors could hardly be seen for blankets. On the next morning—Sunday—the day on which he expected his mother's funeral to take place, he set out along the Harrow Road.
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