" She kindled with sympathy. “Bit thick on the old man, isn’t it?” said Roddy, who had developed a bluff, straightforward style in the motor shop. 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. ” “Did you tell him of the registry office?” “No—o—certainly not so emphatically as I did about the play. If she could not marry him, she would not marry any one. A creeping numbness invaded her. “I’ll go,” he said, “but I warn you that I shall find you out. She speedily reached her own abode,—a little cottage, standing in the outskirts of the village.
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