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What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. Take your case, for instance. ‘It is pretty. ’ ‘For God’s sake, don’t accuse her of murder,’ begged Gerald, retrieving the lady’s hat and handing it to her, ‘or she’ll be challenging me to a duel again. You wish another name? Eh bien. . Or, if you must take off my clothes, don't dash cold water on my head. ” He stood up to go on to the next student.
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