But it was now too late to turn back, and, nerving himself for the shock he expected to encounter, he ventured after his conductor. ” “I’m afraid it can’t. "Put your arms about me. Capes stood beside Miss Stanley, who was beaming unnaturally, and Mr. 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. What was his transport on perceiving that a few yards above him a light was burning. She crawled into her small bed, dizzy with the thoughts of him, of kissing him. He could scarcely blame her. Perhaps what urged her interest in the young man's direction was the dead whiteness of his face, the puffed eyelids and the bloodshot whites.
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