A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. Earles, but it is a good one. “YOU wouldn’t like to be independent?” he asked, abruptly. There were no doors in the bungalow; instead, there were curtains of strung bead and bamboo, always tinkling mysteriously. Or run me through. Wild," replied the other, "a little shaken, that's all. She turned back into the hall.
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