" Upon this he arose, and paced the room hastily backwards and forwards, as if further arranging his plans. There were the burnt papers still in the grate. Only sat, staring at him, a puzzled look in her face. The image did not move. She went to a dramatic agent, and he turned out to be the one who had heard me sing in Paris.
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