“Hey you,” he said affectionately. As concertmaster, it was Lucy’s duty to seat the orchestra as well as tune them. “Why?” he asked, suavely. Like a thorough-bred racer, he would sustain twice as much fatigue as a person of heavier mould. He ate of the bread with great appetite, and having drunk as much as he chose of the water, poured the rest on the floor. The ruffled chemise-front under the wide lapels of her waistcoat and jacket no longer quivered, and her pose, with the full cloth petticoat spreading about her, was relaxed. She responded with an unfaltering appearance of insensibility, and never as a young and beautiful woman conscious of sex; always in the character of an intelligent girl student.
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