O'Higgins did not confide in me. To-night the subtle
suggestiveness of those few daring lines, fascinating in their very simplicity, the
head thrown back, the half-closed eyes—the inner meaning of the great artist
seemed to come to him with a rush. "Is there anything wrong with it?"
"Wrong? Why, you have been imposed upon somewhere. "That is good. They don’t count, and I don’t care. There
was a tearing sound and the cloth of her habit ripped apart as the smothered
point drove through it, missing its intended target. There is the key. Impressionable, lonely, a deal beyond his analytical reach, the
girl might let her sympathies go beyond those of the nurse. Indeed,
almost insensibly Ann Veronica became habituated to the peculiar appearance
and the peculiar manners of the people “in the van. "
"It was her own fault," observed Blueskin, moodily. 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. To be
sure, he was attentive, respectful; but in his conduct there was none of that
shameless camaraderie of a man who loved his woman and didn't care a hang if
all the world knew it.
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