He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. He was a civil servant of some standing, and after a previous conversation upon aesthetics of a sententious, nebulous, and sympathetic character, he had sent her a small volume, which he described as the fruits of his leisure and which was as a matter of fact rather carefully finished verse. As she crossed the square, almost within a stone’s throw of her lodgings, she came face to face with Courtlaw. His father and his four brothers had perished, leaving him to collect all of their spoils and various kingdoms. He thrust the smaller weapon into a scabbard that hung from his belt. I could not hear his heart beat. 1.
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