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’ His features relaxed again and he grinned. Woof! What a dog. Come close to me, and let me hold your hand, dear. ” Her mind drifted into a speculation about her sister. "Unless you have eaten a Syrian orange," he was always saying, "you have only a rudimentary idea of what an orange is. Perhaps it was loneliness. 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 left that arid rule clear of the least mist of refinement or delicacy. Cast off this weakness. I should feel that I had been obliged to find some one else to fight my battles for me.
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