But in its stead—toward morning—there appeared another idea which appealed to him as sublime, appealed to the primitive conscience, to his artistic sense of the drama, to the poet and the novelist in him. She smiled mechanically at the audience, holding her violin limply, feeling the hot lights on her made-up face. " "Perhaps I'm too tired to plan for to-morrow.
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