To—to find myself. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. That he was immolating Ruth on the altar of his conscience never broke in upon his thought for consideration. She came to London, and tried several things without any success. A vein of conviction mingled with his burlesque.
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