After what seemed like an eternity he turned right onto a dirt road that ended unceremoniously at a copse of leafless trees. I do not intend to be married, or to become engaged just at present. “Lucy, where is your callous? All violinists have calluses on their necks and hands from playing. I take more than their blood, John.
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