Lucy thought of a song that she had not been able to get out of her head since the Fifties. “Fine. Ill-drawn, without method or sense of proportion, you have put wonderful things on to canvas, have drawn them out of yourself, notwithstanding your mechanical inefficiency. A woman cannot change her soul. He touched her hand, soft and cool to his fingers—she turned at once to look at him.
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