"I know you are tired.

Throw your head back, shut your eyes and listen.

Do not speak, because I am going to weave a charm for you." I declare before Heaven that when I remember the magic of that charm my heart beats even now with fear! Are you keenly sensitive to music, reader?
If so, you will understand.
I could neither sing nor play, but I loved music with a perfect passion.
There was not a nerve or pulse in my body, not a thrill in my heart, that did not answer it.

Listening to beautiful music, sweet, soothing and sad, this world fell from me.

I was in an ideal life, with vague, glorious fancies floating round me, beautiful, lofty dreams filling my whole soul.
In this higher world Coralie's music wrapped me; then I came to myself with a sudden start, for there was Coralie half kneeling by my side, covering my hand with kisses and tears..