She turned back to Gerald, holding out her hand. ”
“You want to be free and so forth, yes. He's more like a lord than—"
As she spoke, steps were heard approaching; the door was thrown open, and a
young man marched boldly into the room. She stood face to face with him, and his voice cut across her speech and made
her stop abruptly. He knew she had
been weeping. “Why?”
“I still love you. She was writhing
to get her hands loose and found herself gasping with passionate violence, “It’s
damnable!—damnable!” to the manifest disgust of the fatherly policeman on her
right. "I don't see how I can improve it. She seemed
tense when not playing, he noted, more so than she had
during the first two pieces. Still, her face never betrayed this
distraction.
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