’ ‘Then what?’ demanded Lucilla in a hushed tone. After passing Tottenham Court Road, very few houses were to be seen on the right hand, opposite Wardour Street it was open country. ’ She was silent for a space, and it was evident that this part of the story was still too painful to be recalled with ease. "If so, I may as well execute my warrant. I've always been more or less music-mad. . “But you yourself,” she exclaimed, glancing into his face, “you too look tired. Come and help me pack. Fine woman, Lady Trafford—a little on the wane though. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. Daily contact with actual human beings all the more inclined her toward the imaginative. “I hope,” said Miss Stanley, with dignity, and turned doorward with features in civil warfare.
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