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"Back!" cried Jack fiercely: "lay a finger on her, and I will fell you to the ground. She is no longer mine; she is yours. To-night we leave for Marseilles. The vote is only the beginning, the necessary beginning. She decided not to ask him outright if he wished to make love to her. You get this queer irascible musician quite impossibly and unfortunately in love with a wealthy patroness, and then out of his brain comes THIS, a tapestry of glorious music, setting out love to lovers, lovers who love in spite of all that is wise and respectable and right.
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