Still, my tutor was a highly educated scholar—my father. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. It was the girl. After the dance, they went to a party. Gerald had been confident that the boy would not dream of disobeying an order thrown at him by a major of militia, but he guessed Jack might be wondering if he was about to be haled off to prison. ‘I’ll send one of my men to see you here this very evening. " "You'd better send him," jeered the turnkey. ‘No, for you had your own selfish plans already made, that is now seen. You need have no apprehensions about him, Sir Rowland.
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