“I would give my life for you. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. “Please go and see that—nothing happens,” she pleaded. “Of course, I remember now. Not one of them but bore the marks of having been engaged in a recent and severe conflict. But his own ferocity was less now that she was disarmed. “Would you wait for me?” Manning was silent for a space. He beamed a little as she disappeared into the orchestra room, a cacophony of tuning instruments. Wood, sinking into a chair, and fanning herself violently,—"what a fluster you have put me into with your violence, to be sure! And at the very time, too, when you know I'm expecting a visit from Mr.
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