I’m making a mess of my life— unless you come in and take it. “Election be hanged!” he exclaimed. ’ ‘And you believe her?’ asked Lucilla, raising her brows. An uncomfortable silence followed. He seemed to deliberate. He had heard me sing—the fool thought himself in love with me. She wanted to return his gaze but focused intently on a spot next to and above the brick fireplace, as her music teachers had always taught her to do instead of looking directly at the audience. In concealing himself behind the timber, Mr. Sheppard, passing her hand across her brow; "but my memory is gone—quite gone.
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