“All right?” asked the man with the light eyelashes, suddenly appearing in the doorway. They've paid for their lodging. “And even then—” The conversation hung for a thoughtful moment. 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. "Can't!" repeated his mother.
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