’ He fitted the hat onto her head, and was aware as he did so of her eyes watching his face. What he intended to do with it is of little consequence now. "I was about to add," continued Gay, "that my opera shall have no music except the good old ballad tunes. The gale had become a hurricane: that hurricane was the most terrible that ever laid waste our city. That there gatekeeper would’ve called them out again.
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