I’ll show it to you later. She stopped eating. “I want to have no distractions. 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. And of course! She had a brilliant idea. “I was frightened then,” she declared. In the centre of the upper gallery was a spacious saloon, appropriated to the governors of the asylum. And, if I can render you any service, you may command me. One of these, a lady, evidently a confirmed invalid, and attired in deep mourning, reclined upon a sort of couch, or easy chair, set on wheels, with her head supported by cushions, and her feet resting upon a velvet footstool.
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