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Courtlandt sat perfectly straight; his ample shoulders did not touch the

back of his chair; and his arhtly across his chest The

characteristic of his attitude was tenseness The nostrils ell

defined, as in one who sets the upper jaw hard upon the nether His brown

eyes--their gaze directed toward the stage whence came the voice of the

prima donna--epitomized the tension, expressed the whole as in a word

Just now the voice was pathetically subdued, yet reached every part of the

auditoriu sweetness To

Courtlandt it rese, struck in the di:

briefly and leam and

scintillation of the Opera, faded He heard only the voice and saw only

the purple shadows in the teolden do candles, the dead

flowers, the kneeling devoteés, the yellow-robed priests, the tatters of

gold-leaf, fresh and old, upon the rows of placid grinning Buddhas The

vision was of short duration The sigh, which had been so long repressed,