There was a lapse of time, an interval of blackness; then he found his hand in hers and she was leading him at a run up the side of the mountain. There were cakes and sandwiches—for Ennison a sort of Elysian feast, long to be remembered. She had been so young then. 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. And you think I would marry you?’ ‘Why not? I am unworthy, eh? Because I am a servant. The response of her body was enough that she lazily opened her eyes. " "I'll tell you what. I want you.
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