Strike the gag, Blueskin. So appalling was the sight, that even the murderers—familiar as they were with scenes of slaughter,—looked aghast at it. Her voice was soft and singularly musical; but from time to time she uttered old-fashioned words which forced him to grope mentally. The world, perhaps, will be educated out of its idea of fixed standards. Their talk drifted to the beauty of music, and they took that up again at tea-time. I don’t think we’re altogether to blame if we don’t take some of your lot seriously.
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