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Sometimes the music would be tender and dreamy, like a native mother's crooning to her young; sometimes it would be so gay that the flesh tingled and the feet were urged to dance; again, it would be like the storms crashing, thunderous. Her husband sat in a chair beside her bed, his head in his hands. “These clothes are French, and I’m sure this floppy bow would make a Frenchman of me anyhow. Time wore on somewhat slowly with the prisoner, who had to control his impatience in the best way he could; but as the shades of evening were darkening, the door was unlocked, and Mr. " "Oh, no!" Ruth protested. Stopping before each door, they took up the plates of the locks, examined the ponderous bolts, and were struck with the utmost astonishment at what they beheld. "That's scarcely a fair question, Mr. She even touched lightly on her father’s unreasonableness.
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