Capitolo 5
the other goal of the room went verse it, momentary Gerald and Lucy as if
she didn't see them. Bella followed, and in a moment all forgot
in admiration. Miss Muir played as one who loved music and it was perfect
owner of his/her art. You enchanted them all from the magic of this spell;
also indolent Gerald sat above to listen, and Lucy put down his/her needle,
while Ned looked at the white and slender fingers as them they flew, and he/she wondered
to the strength and the ability that they possessed.
"Please songs", pleaded Bella, as it ended a bright introduction.
With the same mild obedience Miss Muir consented, and a little started
Scottish melody, so sweet, so sad that the eyes of the girl filled, and Mrs.
Coventry looked for one of his many pocket-handkerchiefs. But suddenly
the music stopped, for, with a vain attempt to take nourishment himself/herself/themselves the,
singer slipped from his/her place and placed in front of the frightened listeners, as
white and rigid as if it is stricken with death. Edward the takings on, and,
ordering his/her brother by the couch, it placed there her, while Bella rubbed
his/her hands, and his/her mother encircled for his/her houseservant. Lucy bathed the poor one
the times of girl and Gerald, with unusual energy it brought a glass of
wine. Soon the lips of Miss Muirs trembled, her the sighed, murmured then,
softly, with an enough Scottish accent, as if wandering of past,
"Attends wi' me, Mither I am alone entirely here ill sae a sad."
"Takes a sip of this, and it will do her good, my darling", says Mrs.
Coventry, completely touched by the complaining words.
The strange voice seemed to call her/it back. You sat on, it looked around her a,
a little wildly, for a moment, then it was picked up and says, with a
pathetic glance and it tunes up, me "Pardons. I have been on my feet every day, and,
tender my appointment, I forgot to eat since morning in my anxiety.
Now I am best; will I end the song?"
"From anybody means. Comes and has some tea", it said Bella, full of the pity