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Portrait of Sabine Baring-Gould Sabine Baring-Gould In the Roar of the Sea — Chapter 7

I am so afraid of the habit growing on him of looking for and liking what is too strong for him. He is such a child, so easily led, and so unable to control himself. It may be a fancy, a prejudice of mine"—she passed her nervous hand over her face—"I do hope I am not offending you, dear Mr. Menaida; but I know Jamie so well, and I know how carefully he must be watched and checked. If it be a silly fancy of mine—and perhaps it is only a silly fancy—yet," she put on a pleading tone, "you will humor me in this, will you not, Mr. Menaida?"
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Portrait of Sabine Baring-Gould Sabine Baring-Gould In the Roar of the Sea — Chapter 7

Menaida, I venture to ask you another favor, which, if you will grant me, you will lay me under an eternal obligation."
"You may command me, my dear."
"It is only this: not to let Jamie have anything stronger than a glass of cider. I do not mind his having that; but a boy like him does not need what is, no doubt, wanted by you who are getting old.
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Portrait of Sabine Baring-Gould Sabine Baring-Gould In the Roar of the Sea — Chapter 7

Everyone says he or she is fond of music, because that person can hammer out a psalm tune or play the 'Rogue's March.' I hate to hear those who call themselves musical strum on a piano. They can't feel, they only execute."
"But they can play their notes correctly," said Judith, and then flushed with vexation at having made this pointed and cutting remark. But it did not cause Mr. Menaida to wince.
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