” “I wonder,” he said, a trifle irrelevantly, “what the future has in store for you. 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. ’ Lucilla let out a peal of laughter.
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