” Her hand hung over the side of her chair nearest to him. The Magdalene. 'He's a good fellow, and 'twill all end well'. I want to talk to him and go about with him. . Now, in her old place, she was doing her best thoroughly to enjoy a most indifferent dinner. H’m. Most of the tables were for those who smoked only and drank wine, but there were a few spread with tablecloths and laid for dinner. 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. Annabel had taken her life into her hands with gay insouciance, had made her own friends, gone her own way. ‘She ought to be. . She slid her cheek down the tweed sleeve of his coat.
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