He then stamped upon the hand on the lower bannister, until that also relaxed its gripe. CHAPTER XXVII. Jerking forward, she jabbed backwards. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would sit down at the piano and play.
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