If he died, here in this hotel, who would care? Or if she died, who would care? A queer desire blossomed in her heart: to go to him, urge him to see the folly of trying to forget. You know how stubborn they get. I can remove the prisoner at any hour of the night I think fit: and I will remove him. “See you to-night, I suppose?” He sauntered off. ‘Your wife?’ ‘My wife,’ he repeated, rising also, his smile mocking her. “Do you want to ruin me? I shall walk back. ” He made a little noise in his throat as if something had cried out within him, and for a time they were both too full for speech. He had been for months without music of the character he loved—and he dared not play any of it! McClintock, after the music began, left the piano and sat in a corner just beyond the circle of light cast by the lamp. She calmed herself, breathing deeply. Gradually McClintock shifted the burden to Spurlock's shoulders and retired among his books and music rolls.
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