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To tell you the truth, he spoke to me very seriously upon the subject. "Why did I want it under my pillow?" he asked. He had studied alchemy and astronomy, was a capable painter, and even wrote music. That world of fine printed cambrics and escorted maidens, of delicate secondary meanings and refined allusiveness, presented itself to her imagination with the brightness of a lost paradise, as indeed for many women it is a lost paradise. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. Bring in his comrade," he added, in a whisper to Charcam; "I'll take care of him. . Then she looked at her aunt, and traced with a curious eye the careful arrangement of her hair, her sharp nose, the little drooping lines of mouth and chin and cheek. Then a third secretarial opening occurred and renewed her hopes again: a position as amanuensis—with which some of the lighter duties of a nurse were combined— to an infirm gentleman of means living at Twickenham, and engaged upon a great literary research to prove that the “Faery Queen” was really a treatise upon molecular chemistry written in a peculiar and picturesquely handled cipher. Wood's present position, and subsequent proceedings fully intelligible, it may be necessary to give some notion of the shape and structure of the platform on which he had taken refuge. Later in the evening she heard him whistling, poor man! She felt very restless and excited.
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