A wave of pity went over him—pity for the patient, the girl, and his friend. ‘When one is penniless, one does not expect a life of ease. She located her foster family. She had lost her nerve, and there was no more freedom in London for her that night. “Here goes for the new life!” “Here goes for the new life,” he echoed and stood up. Sometimes the music would be tender and dreamy, like a native mother's crooning to her young; sometimes it would be so gay that the flesh tingled and the feet were urged to dance; again, it would be like the storms crashing, thunderous.
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