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‘What offer?’ she asked, suspicion rife in her voice. ”
There followed an instant’s pause, and then Ann Veronica had decided to
misunderstand. ”
“I suppose,” said Constance, stencilling away at bright pink petals, “it’s our
lot. It was
really very nice of you, but to-morrow you will laugh at it as I do now. The subterranean level of the
Diedermayer house was fully bedecked with every luxury
known to mankind. John, I have something to say to you. What was it in her heart or mind or soul that went out to this man?
Music—was that it? Was he powerless to stir her without the gift?
But hadn't he fascinated her by his talk, gentle and winning? Ah,
but that had been after he had played for her. Water sprung from the
corners of the school roof, turning it into a gigantic
fountain. “Anything is better than this—this
stifled life down here. Besides—there
is Sir John.
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