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. “The life of a private secretary is positively one of slavery. “I opened my eyes, and she was bending over my bedside. \" His brown eyes were tired and full of concern. Then suddenly with a rush came reality, came “growing up”; a hasty imperative appeal for seriousness, for supreme seriousness. She laughed till the tears stood in her eyes. ” She muttered some unlady-like comment upon herself under her breath and engaged in secret additions. Wait a little; rest. It was such an unexpected stroke of fortune. My Mom and Dad were always 184 at work. Most of the mob were armed with pikes, staves, swords, muskets, and other weapons, and offered a most desperate resistance to the soldiery, whom they drove back with a shower of paving-stones.
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