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. She peered into the darkness. “You must play for us again sometime. . ’ ‘But I can’t leave you, miss. The hand that had been clenched lay open, relaxed; and upon the palm he saw her mother's locket. Buried under various ancestral sixteenths, smothered under modern thought, liberty of action and bewildering variety of flesh-pots, it was still alive to the extent that it needed only his present state to resuscitate it in all its peculiar force.

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