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She was supposed to be lifeless; but she survived the accident, though she never regained her strength. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. As this had been Mrs. org. Lost, stolen, or strayed, the Young Person!. “Sit down,” he said, and perused—“perused” is the word for it—for some moments. Treat me as an elder brother, if you like. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. But if she smiled at all it was with her eyes.
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