“All right so far,” she said to herself. ‘I suppose you think I can’t manage it myself,’ had complained Captain Roding sarcastically. ‘But I find you excessively rude, Gérard. . ‘Then he went stark staring crazy, if you ask me. Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. “—and your aunt—” For a time he searched for the mot juste.
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