He beamed a little as she disappeared into the orchestra room, a cacophony of tuning instruments. She dropped on her knees by his side, and gently unbuttoned his waistcoat. The open books she knew by heart; aye, they had been ground into her, morning and night. She stopped abruptly at the sound of his voice, and lost the thread of what she was saying. He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him. " Here the chapmen set up another boisterous peal. ’ I said.
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