Such was the hubbub and tumult around him, that the carpenter could not hear its plunge into the flood. She smiled mechanically at the audience, holding her violin limply, feeling the hot lights on her made-up face. The man was thick set, with a bright roving eye. “Do you mean, aunt,” she asked, “that my father thought I had gone off—with some man?” “What else COULD he think? Would any one DREAM you would be so mad as to go off alone?” “After—after what had happened the night before?” “Oh, why raise up old scores? If you could see him this morning, his poor face as white as a sheet and all cut about with shaving! He was for coming up by the very first train and looking for you, but I said to him, ‘Wait for the letters,’ and there, sure enough, was yours.
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