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As soon as he was gone, Jonathan went up stairs to the audience-chamber; and, sitting down, appeared for some time buried in reflection. The passion of pent-up speech compelled action of some sort. It seemed to emanate from the back of the house. There is so little abandon, so little real joyousness. “Don’t come nearer!” she said. Piano wire, stained with black rust from the horrible deeds she had committed. Just as he had arrived at the mouth of the drain, and Jack felt certain he must be discovered, a loud shout was raised from the further end of the field that the fugitive was caught. I've often regretted that I didn't investigate the matter. Pausing at each door on the landing, Jack placed his ear to the keyhole, and listened intently. 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.
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