My heart cannot take it. A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. When first brought under consideration, she was a miserable and forlorn object; squalid in attire, haggard in looks, and emaciated in frame. Even now he was not at all sure that she was not playing with him. Before proceeding to Wych Street, he called at the Lodge to see how matters were going on, and found Mrs. Ann Veronica surveyed his sloping back for a moment, and then drew her microscope toward her.
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