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” He rose from his chair, and walked restlessly up and down the room. Have you ever heard the name of Meysey Hill?” “Meysey Hill?” He repeated it after her, and she knew at once from his tone and his quick glance into her face that the name possessed some significance for him. She smiled mechanically at the audience, holding her violin limply, feeling the hot lights on her made-up face. There was the world besides, looming darker and larger.
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