He had been for months without music of the character he loved—and he dared not play any of it! McClintock, after the music began, left the piano and sat in a corner just beyond the circle of light cast by the lamp. He stood upon the threshold, dangling his eye-glasses in his fingers, stolid, imperturbable, mildly interrogative. He grunted a little with effort, and she realised the gilt frame must be heavy. ” “Men,” said Miss Miniver, “NEVER have a reason. She addresses you as the Flower of the Lotus, as the Resplendent Moonbeam. “What can one say?” she exclaimed.
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