Thy asked Orsino, without a smile. It would be as sensible to say that a man who had never seen Borne particular thing, about which he has heard much, might as well put out his eyes. The young priest laughed again, took up the cigar he had laid upon the edge of the piano, puffed at it till it burned freely, and then struck two or three chords of a modulation. A sheet of ruled paper on which several staves of music were roughly jotted down in pencil stood on the rack of the instrument. Oraino stretched out his long legs, leaned back in his low chair, and stared at the old gilded rosettes in the square divisions of the carved ceiling. He was a discontented man, and knew it, which made his discontent a matter for self-reproach, especially as it was quite clear to him that the cause of it lay in himself. He had made two great mistakes at the beginning of life, Wen barely of age, and though neither of them had ultimately produced any serious material consequences, they had affected his...

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