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“There was an accident with a pistol in Miss Pellissier’s room,” he said. Capes smiled cheerfully with his eyes meeting hers. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would sit down at the piano and play. It is enough to make a man throw away canvas and brushes into the bottomless precipices, enough to make one weep with despair at his utter and absolute impotence. She rapped again, louder. . The twists in his brain had suddenly straightened out; he was normal, wholly himself; and he knew now exactly what he had done.
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