It was an odd little encounter, that left vague and dubitable impressions in her mind. The sun was rising, illuminating the trees in black as if they were drawn in ink. “I’m sorry, ma’am, to seem the cause of any disturbance, but this,” he pointed to Anna, “is my wife. His smile faded. Some rustic hand had written upon the door "JACK SHEPPARD'S CAGE;" and upon the wall was affixed a large placard describing his person, and offering a reward for his capture. ” “Never,” he exclaimed vehemently. “Thank you—and good-bye. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. Shy, grateful in her loneliness for this unexpected attention, she had listened.
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