She must learn wisdom—as God pleases. . My father was Colonel Pellissier. ‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open. ‘Do not speak of him. “It is such a very respectable boarding-house,” she said. Do not let her think worse of me than I deserve,—or even so ill. What was it in her heart or mind or soul that went out to this man? Music—was that it? Was he powerless to stir her without the gift? But hadn't he fascinated her by his talk, gentle and winning? Ah, but that had been after he had played for her. She thought she had hidden well from him. \" \"Good night, Mom. “Annabel?” he exclaimed.
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