She winked at him as he shut the door. "
"Piano-player? Do you mean someone who plays for you?"
"No, no; one of those mechanical things you play with your feet. “No, that’s fine. But those days are over—quite over. Vitally,
she had the letter that proved her identity as a Charvill: the one her father had
written to the Abbess when he sent her to the convent. "
"Order those who choose to obey you," rejoined the lady scornfully. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we
are verse and you are prose. She ought to have been disposed to faint and scream at all these
happenings; she ought to have maintained a front of outraged dignity to veil the
sinking of her heart. She was, as Capes had said, a hard young woman. "
"To-morrow will be too late," replied the widow, in a hollow voice, "I feel it will. Brendon’s guests,” she said, “and I scarcely think it would be nice
of me to leave him alone with Sydney.
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