‘Thought you were going to break in here,’ he said, in an impatient whisper. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. He had been on the point of leaving the restaurant. She became more assertive, more defiant. “Go on!” she commanded. It will do its best to overlook things—” “If we let it, poor dear.
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