What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. She was only trying to distract you so that she might escape. ‘I’m only a poor country wench, child. “Your house is so huge.
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