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The young man, gazing at her with undisguised adoration, muttered: 'Rather I' and went out.
Noel's eyes lingered after him; Eve broke a silence.
`If you're going to have a bath before tea, Nollie, you'd better hurry up.'
`All right. Whas it jolly in the Abbey, Daddy?'
`Lovely; like a great piece of music.'
`Daddy always puts everything into music. You ought to see it by moonlight; it's gorgeous then. All right, Eve; I'm coming.' But she did not get up, and when Eve was gone, cuddled her arm through her father's, and murmured: `What d'you think of Cyril?'
`My dear, hova can I tell? He seems a nice-looking young man.'
`All right, Daddy; don't strain yourself. It's jolly down here, isn't it?' She got up, stretched herself a little, and moved away, looking like a very tall child, with her short hair curling in round her head.
Pierson, watching her vanish past the curtain, thought: `What a lovely thing she is!' And he got up too, but instead of following, went to the piano, and began to play lblendelssohn's Prelude and Fugue in E minor. He had a fine touch, and played with a sort of dreamy passion. It was his way out of perplexities, regrets, and longings; a way which never quite failed him.
At Cambridge he had intended to take up music as a profession, but family tradition had destined him for Holy Orders, and an emotional Church revival of that day had caught him in its stream. He had always had private means, and those early years before he married had passed happily in an East-End parish. To have not only opportunity but power to help in the lives of the poor had been fascinating; simple himself, the simple folk of his parish had taken hold of his heart. When, however, he married Agnes Heriot, he was given a parish of his own on the

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