[A] Transcribers Note: These versions of the music are included with this file: LilyPond MIDI Acrobat (PDF) PNG (page 1) PNG (page 2) St. Father— dead. On a stool eight feet high sat a small boy in a faded blue cotton, his face like that of young Buddha. ’ ‘Oh, is he?’ Gerald said grimly. The rest. You are my prisoner, murderer. ‘They hold their nose up, so. ‘Yes, miss. "But vere'll be the use o' vinnin'? you von't live to pay me. “Oh, much better. ” “Why did you keep her all of these years? What good can it do?” “She created me, Lucia. A few bricks, dislodged probably by his last descent, came clattering down the chimney, and as it was perfectly dark, gave him the notion that some one was endeavouring to force an entrance into the room. " "And you must have risked much to obtain it, my love.
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