It's so stuffy—and all that tobacco smoke!" He inspected his watch. She could not go to him with a preachment against strong drink; she knew from experience that such a plan would be wasted effort. The child has sprung into a youth; the youth has become a man; the man has already begun to feel the advances of age. What was it in her heart or mind or soul that went out to this man? Music—was that it? Was he powerless to stir her without the gift? But hadn't he fascinated her by his talk, gentle and winning? Ah, but that had been after he had played for her. McClintock stared into the bowl of his pipe and Spurlock into his coffee cup. “How odd that I should almost spring into your arms just on my doorstep!” she remarked gaily. He could not promise that she would ever appear again in that house.
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