For a time they were very difficult. During the previous night he had been restless; and in the lonely dragging hours his thoughts had raced in an endless circle—action without progress. ” He shook her diminutive hand. Baptist Kettleby (for so was the Master named) was a "goodly portly man, and a corpulent," whose fair round paunch bespoke the affection he entertained for good liquor and good living. Or had she, like himself, been held up until the fellow returned to town? He waited, his ready humour anticipating her likely reaction. "They shall not harm you, my love!" she exclaimed. “You must play for us again sometime.
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