She wanted to be alone. The storm appeared to have blown over, for they were conversing in a very amicable manner with Mr. "Right," said the Master, "I didn't think of her. . But here was new music, tender and kindly and whimsical, that first roved to and fro in the mind and then cuddled up in the heart. There was the cottage she had inhabited for so many years,—in those fields she had rambled,—at that church she had prayed.
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