The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. “He produced what he called a marriage certificate, and I believe that nearly every one in the boarding-house, including Mrs. Then before she could say a word to arrest him he was at her side. They were headed by an athleticlooking, swarthy-featured man, who was armed with a cutlass, which he waved over his head to cheer on his companions. It seemed to emanate from the back of the house.
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