“Often,” he repeated, a little heavily. By the time she arrived at the Beck’s doorstep, the morning was risen. ‘Who telled you that?’ ‘Do not ask me impertinent questions, but only go you and fetch this daughter here to me. She would often steal away to tryst with him in the orchard, even now she felt her loins grow warm with the memory of his ardor. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. " "You delight me with the intelligence," said the stranger, entirely recovering his cheerfulness of look. His vision was becoming accustomed to the faint light now and her features were clearer. I am altogether a person of a disposition extremely interfering, as you have so often told me. ’ ‘Comment? How will it serve you to kill me?’ ‘I do not need to kill you.
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