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. “There’s endless reasons, no doubt, why we shouldn’t,” he said. “How’s Mrs. “Monsieur would dine! It was very good! And Madame, of course?” with a low bow.
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