It had ceased to beat. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would sit down at the piano and play. I felt—wrapped in thick cobwebs. . All her questions would have as a background the idea of future defence. He knew what he knew.
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