He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. "I alone am to blame. She struggled fiercely not to give way. That turned her mind to the more generalized aspects of her perplexities again. The doctor nodded. A man's laced hat,—whether adopted from the caprice of the moment, or habitually worn, we are unable to state,—cocked knowingly on her head, harmonized with her masculine appearance. ’ ‘Compel me? You do not know me, monsieur. ’ She ended on a note of sheer frustration, clenched fists beating the air. Oh, you cannot escape from it.
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