"You needn't gag me," he added, "I'll not cry out. He was, in fact, quite eager to go on living. “I wonder if there is!” said Capes, and paused, and then bent down over the boy who wore his hair like Russell. 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. She loved to walk through the gardens, graced with columns that loomed overhead.
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