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. " "That is your fault, none of mine. Perhaps Gerald was not as clothheaded as he had thought. And then the fetters, which were still upon his legs:—how was he to get rid of them? Tired and dispirited, he still wandered on. It was a moment before he recognised that the effect had been similar on all those present, including General Lord Charvill. And, lastly, there's Mr. ‘Certainly I have them with me.
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