” A momentary bitterness crept into Anna’s tone. Wood trembled. . And, fearing you might not come to me, I forced my way hither, even with certainty of discomposing your friends. She felt herself falling, her bile rising in her 61 throat, the cold wind spinning around her like vertigo. For a long time neither spoke again. He picked up the broken fiddle and beckoned.
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