“Oh God!” she cried, “Oh God!” and flung aside her opera-cloak, and for a time walked about the room—a Corsair’s bride at a crisis of emotion. I want you to hold me and have me SO. It was locked. Strongly impregnated with the mingled odours of tobacco, ale, brandy, and other liquors, the atmosphere was almost stifling. The gentleman didn't communicate his business to me. Once more breaking through the hedge he took to the fields. Come, come, be reasonable, and listen to me. Her pulses began to race. ’ ‘What? But—’ ‘Precisely, Hilary. ‘It does not matter to me if he comes or no, madame. What was it in her heart or mind or soul that went out to this man? Music—was that it? Was he powerless to stir her without the gift? But hadn't he fascinated her by his talk, gentle and winning? Ah, but that had been after he had played for her.
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