The horns were the worst, slipping in and out of tune and rushing the easy sections, fighting everyone else. "Surely," he added, staring at Rowland, "either I'm greatly mistaken, or it is—" "You are not mistaken, Baptist," returned Rowland with a gesture of silence; "it is your old friend. Perhaps I deceived you about it. There was, it might be said, a double illumination. For the first time, perhaps, in his life, he repented of his brutality. “A glass slipped from the table,” he explained. “No, I administered poisons to you according to the ancient tradition.
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