She walked through the walls. \" She said, bashful. He moved, after quiet intervals, with a quick little movement, and ever and again stroked his small mustache and coughed a selfconscious cough. " "You're fine, too. But you belong to me—and I want you. "Allow him that small grace," cried Wood. To-night the subtle suggestiveness of those few daring lines, fascinating in their very simplicity, the head thrown back, the half-closed eyes—the inner meaning of the great artist seemed to come to him with a rush.
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