He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. But in this posture he fared worse than ever. If Jack should die, all though her fault, she could never forgive herself. She had thought—What had she thought? That this dependence of women was but an illusion which needed only to be denied to vanish. You understand me, I’m sure.
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