It was decrepit and too large. “I don’t know much about the technique of music,” he said at last, with his eyes upon her. The warm September sun fell strongly on this part of the grounds, uninterrupted by trees, its light bouncing off the glass in the mansion’s walls. The easel and palette having been packed up, and the canvass carefully removed by Austin, the party took leave of the prisoner, who was so much abstracted that he scarcely noticed their departure. The van started with a jerk and rumbled on its way.
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