“Why would she do that? Why does she care? That’s a waste of her time. Her cheeks seemed to burn, her veins ran riot, and her heart was beating so fast that she was sure he must feel it through his scarlet coat. She crushed the letter in her hand. ” Lucy commented, dismayed. " CHAPTER V. It was as if she had grown right past her father into something older and of infinitely wider outlook, as if he had always been unsuspectedly a flattened figure, and now she had discovered him from the other side. . What was it in her heart or mind or soul that went out to this man? Music—was that it? Was he powerless to stir her without the gift? But hadn't he fascinated her by his talk, gentle and winning? Ah, but that had been after he had played for her. . ” He could feel a small bump where he knew a cavity of smooth flesh should reside.
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