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I don't think. The small bed’s hospital corners had been put into
disarray by Michelle’s crying fit. “Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to
that dance, you know. Ruth Enschede, Hartford, Conn. ”
She looked at him, pleading, miserable in her fancy gown. That boy—blind as a bat! Why, he hadn't seen the
Woman until to-night!
From the first chord of the Grieg concerto to the finale of the Chopin ballade,
Ruth had sat tensely on the edge of her chair. ’
He moved to his friend and grasped his hand in a gesture as deliberately
dramatic as the storytelling of mademoiselle. The others hurried to the window. And meanwhile, we’ll just have these no
doubt potentially lethal little claws of yours out of harm’s way.
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