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” “You do not flatter me,” she laughed. “But was it wise to sing to-night?” “Why not? The man was nothing to me. Melusine’s heart ached for him, but she had to force him on. She turned back into the hall. We looked upon you, my dear Sir John, with reverence, almost with awe. “I wonder if they will seem altered,” she remarked for the third time. Even now I do not understand. There was a mad musician, seemingly rapt in admiration of the notes he was extracting from a child's violin.
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