“I wouldn’t. Mrs. She stole a few glances at John as she stood and played the pieces. Old farmhouses loomed as they whizzed by, left behind in the gray like mourners. He had a wild impulse to shout. At the same time, I must say that I am most anxious to improve my acquaintance with her. There is a musical programme, and we have the windows open and blinds up, and a pink lamp shade over the piano lamp—a sort of advertisement of the place, you know. "Now stand before me, Poll.
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