`` Yes , sometimes . When I am pleased or frightened I have made little cries . But it is only when I am not thinking of it at all that I can do that . If I TRY to make a sound I can not do it at all . '' This seemed to Eric more mysterious than ever . `` Do you ever try to speak -- to utter words ? '' he persisted . `` Oh yes , very often . All the time I am saying the words in my head , just as I hear other people saying them , but I never can make my tongue say them . Do not look so sorry , my friend . I am very happy and I do not mind so very much not being able to speak -- only sometimes when I have so many thoughts and it seems so slow to write them out , some of them get away from me . I must play to you again . You look too sober . '' She laughed again , picked up her violin , and played a tinkling , roguish little melody as if she were trying to tease him , looking at Eric over her violin with luminous eyes that dared him to be merry . Eric smiled ; but the puzzled look returned to his face many times that evening . He walked home in a brown study . Kilmeny 's case certainly seemed a strange one , and the more he thought of it the stranger it seemed . `` It strikes me as something very peculiar that she should be able to make sounds only when she is not thinking about it , '' he reflected . `` I wish David Baker could examine her . But I suppose that is out of the question .
That grim pair who have charge XXXXX her would never consent . ''
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