Do you know how late it is?” She nodded. “Better state of mind,” she gasped. Sheppard, raising herself, and looking at him as if her life depended upon the answer. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. He stopped abruptly before the apparently incurious Chinaman. A person of somewhat artificial graces and mannerisms, she was for once in her life perfectly natural. He told her something about music, the great world outside. To Capes he was almost deferential, and she had never seen him deferential in the old time, never. ’ She bit her lip, frowning. He had sufficient strength to wait upon himself. “Do you mind if I tweeze your eyebrows?” Shari asked her.
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