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For the first time in her life she had heard music; the door to enchanted sounds had been flung wide. She was acquiring truths, but in a series of shocks rather than by the process of analysis. But there was, it insisted, no mobility in his face, no movement, nothing about him that warmed. Where is this undistinguished husband?’ Leaping to his feet he seized his sword hilt and partly withdrew it from its sheath, saying dramatically, ‘I shall kill him immediately!’ Her eyes widened, but she did not move. The poor old imbecile! Why, this child was a firebrand, a wrecker, if ever he had seen one; and the worst kind because she was unconscious of her gifts. Tell me that you are not sorry to see me again. On the way he confessed. But then—Oh! Madam, there are moments—moments of darkness, which overshadow a whole existence—in the lives of the poor houseless wretches who traverse the streets, when reason is well-nigh benighted; when the horrible promptings of despair can, alone, be listened to; and when vice itself assumes the aspect of virtue. Anna failed in her painting, our money was gone, and she was forced to earn her own living.
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