Her eyes glistened in the darkness—for light was only admitted through a small grated window—like flames, and, as she fixed them on him, their glances seemed to penetrate his very soul. ‘I suppose I need not ask to which other soldier you refer. ” He extended his hand. She evolved a dim image of herself cooped up in a house under the benevolent shadow of Mr. Hartford had a very respectable sound. Day after day—five, to be exact—she had returned to Morgan's; and each time the man would understand what had drawn her, and with a kindly smile would sit down at the piano and play. “Well,” she admitted.
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