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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. Then we can look out together for such employment—as would be more suitable for you. “You don’t propose, do you,” she said quietly, “that I should take this man for my husband?” “You can drive him away,” Annabel cried. She was lovely, painted like the porcelain doll he had always wanted her to be. Has he given you the tools?" "He has," replied Bess, producing the handkerchief. I wouldn't accept my life from him.
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