" "Be it so," replied the knight, who saw the force of this reasoning. “Listen,” she said. She shook her head, almost breaking a smile. His back was no sooner turned, than she slipped this casket into the box. Between his lectures—and primarily he was an itinerant lecturer—he manoeuvred in vain to acquire some facts regarding the girl, who she was, whence she had come; but always she countered with: "What is that?" Guileless she might be; simple, never. "Adieu, my worthy uncle. ” Or someone, she thought with disgust. It had felt wonderful to pick up the fiddle again. The ruffled chemise-front under the wide lapels of her waistcoat and jacket no longer quivered, and her pose, with the full cloth petticoat spreading about her, was relaxed. “I wonder if there is anything wrong with my manners,” she said. To-night the subtle suggestiveness of those few daring lines, fascinating in their very simplicity, the head thrown back, the half-closed eyes—the inner meaning of the great artist seemed to come to him with a rush. His vision was becoming accustomed to the faint light now and her features were clearer. " "I am not, by Heaven," returned the knight, solemnly.
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