“I am afraid—I really think that one of us ought to go with you,” he said. Presently repellance grew under the frozen mask of astonishment and dissipated it. She had first picked up the fiddle back when it was still called a viol, that was how long she had been at it. At the thought of the major, her tears redoubled and she was obliged to rip off a piece from the remnants of her already maltreated underpetticoats with which to blow her nose and soak the damp from her cheeks.
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