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“We mustn’t have any unpleasantness, and Mr. Clarice was from Lombardy, fair-haired and light skinned. Earles attended her obsequiously to the door. What was it in her heart or mind or soul that went out to this man? Music—was that it? Was he powerless to stir her without the gift? But hadn't he fascinated her by his talk, gentle and winning? Ah, but that had been after he had played for her. The significance of the kiss was still obscure to her, though she had frequently encountered the word and act in the Old and New Testaments and latterly in novels. It felt wonderful and golden to bask in the sunlight of their approval, even if their approval was fickle and dangerous. Go and live somewhere else. You were with your mother, the two of you huddled like thieves, laughing at the silly women who tried to shield themselves from rain by cowering under empty baskets and shawls.
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