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" "I'm sorry I can't indulge you," replied her master, a little piqued. He laughed to hide his uneasiness. ’ ‘Because I was a servant in the vicomte’s house? Things have changed. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. Cocking the gun. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. Old Bedlam.
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