” 227 “Your family?” “She was my first wife, and because she turned me, she was like a mother to me. “I shall leave the flat to you and go to a hotel. He remembered little whispered speeches of hers, so like the Annabel of Paris, so unlike the woman he loved, a hundred little things should have told him long ago. ” He coughed gently. It had felt wonderful to pick up the fiddle again. One OUGHT to want to please her.
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