” “Perhaps I don’t. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. Consider you’ve got resources deposited with me. “I don’t think you see,” she replied, with tears on her cheeks, and her brows knitting, “how it shames and, ah!—disgraces me—AH TISHU!” She put down the tray with a concussion on her toilet-table. Lost, stolen, or strayed, the Young Person!. Hear me, adorable girl! You know not the extent of my devotion.
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