Brute! Fool! To have come to her on such an errand. ” Courtlaw rose too. Arrived in the plantation she sat down with her back against a tree trunk. She was aware of him—a silk-hatted, shiny-black figure on the opposite side of the Avenue; and then, abruptly and startlingly, he crossed the road and saluted and spoke to her. 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. One thing—he could be thankful for that—the peak of his misfortunes had been reached; the world might come to an end now and not matter in the least. Lucy grabbed his shirtsleeve, whispering on tiptoe. From head to foot he was attired in the fashionable garb of the young man of the moment.
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