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'What kind of person is he ho him

happy?'

The baritone rose to the upper F with a clash of chords on the piano,

and the coht in

his head--the thought of Cecilia

His bedroom faced the south-west, its ere open, and when he

entered, the wind, which was gradually rising, struck him on the face

and nearly forced the door out of his hand; the fire in his blood was

quenched, and the ie of Cecilia receded He looked out, and saw

reflected on the low clouds the dull glare of the distant city Just

over there was Great Orht, like the light of a great house burning, was Madge Hopgood

He lay down, turning over froe of position he , he just lost hiht him He was so far awake that he saas around