The conversation which her entrance had interrupted began to buzz again all around her. ‘You damned little fool! How dared you steal my sword?’ Her eyes flew open. He began a jerky, broken conversation that lasted until they reached the station, and left her puzzled at its drift and meaning. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. . . "Would you expose yourself to fresh risk? If it hadn't been for her you wouldn't have been placed in your late jeopardy. I struck him across the face, twisted the steering wheel of the motor, sprang out myself, and left him for dead on the road with the motor on top of him. This is part of a dream— some evil fancy.
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