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She turned them down and gently placed the violin back in its red fake fur lined chamber. She found herself struggling with a storm of tears. ” “And mine,” murmured his companion, with the smile still lingering upon his lips. She reflected upon that with a thrill of terror that was also, somehow, in some faint remote way, gleeful. May we not repeat them once, at any rate, in London? “Ever yours, “NIGEL ENNISON.
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