Sir James Thornhill, then, rose. “Thank you,” he said, “for letting me back. The fibre of his soul had to be tested, queerly, to make him worthy of you. And empty. For a time he and Miss Klegg contradicted one another. Mr. Drummond took up a cigarette and lit it. “Sort of man who can see no further than his nose,” he remarked contemptuously. Instinct had forced her to create something out of rags to satisfy a mysterious craving. If they had any idea the concerts he had seen, they would have known the quality of her playing.
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