Wagner had just been in love when he wrote it all. Leaving the library by the same door she had first used to enter it earlier that day, she crossed the two little antechambers and moved on through the rooms. She fidgeted and looked away. The doleful procession at once assumed a festive character. “Yes, I will go,” she promised, with a queer little smile. A familiar figure was making his way towards them. We'll get this chap on his feet if only to learn what the trouble is. There was some justification for her annoyance, for negotiation of the secret passage demanded either a stout heart, or a desperate one.
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