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Sandra Belloni

CHAPTER II
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In the shadow of it sat the fair singer.

A musing touch of her harp-strings drew the intruders to the charmed circle, though they could discern nothing save the glimmer of the instrument and one set of fingers caressing it.

How she viewed their rather impertinent advance toward her, till they had ranged in a half-circle nearer and nearer, could not be guessed.

She did not seem abashed in any way, for, having preluded, she threw herself into another song.
The charm was now more human, though scarcely less powerful.

This was a different song from the last: it was not the sculptured music of the old school, but had the richness and fulness of passionate blood that marks the modern Italian, where there is much dallying with beauty in the thick of sweet anguish.


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