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“She had thought Raymond handsome. But the Raven was something beyond handsome. Beyond gallant manners and teasing glances. He was like the old, old stories, like the unknown man who waited on a darkened hill, the mist around him, hand outstretched ...
In the stories, if a woman went to him... she did not return.
But she wanted to go ...
She wanted.”