The slim knife was wrested from her grasp, and she was flung backwards, towards the bookcases. ” “I am afraid,” she murmured, “that it would be difficult. At the threshold of the study he bade her good-night; but he did not touch her forehead with his lips. ’ ‘For God’s sake,’ protested his junior. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. ’ She saw the weapon wrenched from Emile’s hand and he dropped to the bench of the pew and sat there, grasping helplessly at the welling blood on his arm. He let go of the girl’s arm.
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