CHAPTER XXVII
His idea, cleverly planned, was to shatter her resistance, to confound her
suddenly by striking her mind with words which would rob her coherent
thought. His scent
was like sweet perfume in her state, like the sweet smell of
infants. Her eye wandered quickly over that riotous and
disorderly assemblage, until it settled upon one group more riotous and
disorderly than the rest, of which her son formed the principal figure. . On the stranger's appearance, she was seated
near the window busily occupied with her needle. ”
The lights sank, the prelude to the third act was beginning, the music rose and
fell in crowded intimations of lovers separated—lovers separated with scars and
memories between them, and the curtain went reefing up to display Tristan lying
wounded on his couch and the shepherd crouching with his pipe. He had been for months without music of the character he loved—and he
dared not play any of it!
McClintock, after the music began, left the piano and sat in a corner just beyond
the circle of light cast by the lamp.
Video ID: TW96aWxsYS81LjAgQXBwbGVXZWJLaXQvNTM3LjM2IChLSFRNTCwgbGlrZSBHZWNrbzsgY29tcGF0aWJsZTsgQ2xhdWRlQm90LzEuMDsgK2NsYXVkZWJvdEBhbnRocm9waWMuY29tKSAtIDE4LjIxNy4yNDMuMTgyIC0gMjktMDYtMjAyNCAxMTozODozOSAtIDE2NjA4NTg4
This video was uploaded to indienet.info on 24-06-2024 14:49:02