“This life is killing me! Oh, it is dull, dull, dull!” Suddenly an idea seemed to strike her. ” Annabel, who was looking very well, and who was most becomingly dressed, moved to a seat from which she could command a view of the road outside. He was and always would be dramatizing his emotions; perpetually he would be confounding his actual with his imaginary self. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. Kneebone smiled assent. I am engaged to sing every evening at the ‘Unusual’ music hall. It was in another world from that in which men will die for a kiss, and touching hands lights fires that burn up lives—the world of romance, the world of passionately beautiful things. .
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