You don’t wear a dinner coat with a flower in your button-hole, or last night’s shirt, or very glossy boots, nor do you haunt the drawing-room in the evening, or play at being musical. Something with iron resolve the father had kept hidden all these years in the lonely citadel of his heart. The world had not passed by but had gone around it in a tremendous half-circle. EPOCH THE THIRD. She seemed tense when not playing, he noted, more so than she had during the first two pieces.
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