‘We needn’t murder Lucia. ’ To Gerald’s relief, the entrance of the butler interrupted them, relieving him of the necessity to explain himself. Suddenly a half stifled exclamation broke from Anna’s lips. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. Goopes, she was sure was always high-browed and slow and Socratic. Ah Cum had no business taking him into the city last night.
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