Return, I implore of you, to your master,—to Mr. He leaned forward, and looked into the eyes of the woman he loved, and it seemed to him that she sang back to him with a sudden note of something like passion breaking here and there through the gay mocking words which flowed with such effortless and seductive music from her lips. ‘Come on. This is part of a dream— some evil fancy.
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