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‘Come, cry a truce. \" She thought of her kill. ” She paused. It is what I have wanted, what I have meant all along. 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. Give up your lonely hours of work here. "And so you've given up all hope of escaping, eh, Jack?" remarked Hogarth.
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