The music confused and distracted her, and made her struggle against a feeling of intoxication. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. ” “No doubt. ’ ‘Why must you?’ asked Gerald calmly. ” He rose from his chair, and walked restlessly up and down the room. ’ ‘Forgive me, but if that is the case, I don’t quite see why you should run away. He gripped the window-sill behind him. Many little things had contributed to that decision. Love!” He held her arm and abandoned it again at her quick defensive movement. “Well,” she said, “good-night, father.
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