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Promise me. She turned to face him and he kissed her. “You will have to eat soon,” he said cryptically. ” “It is an accident,” he answered. ” “It is hard to be distant from your own mother. "I can't tell you!" she replied, blushing deeply, and clinching her little hand as tightly as possible; "it's a secret!" "I'll soon find it out, then," he returned, playfully forcing the paper from her grasp. With trembling fingers she opened the post-bag. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. It comforts him when he is most forlorn. That suggested delicacy; and yet her young body was strong and vital. " "I will.
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