" "Leave us together, my good woman," said Jack, putting a guinea into her hand. "Why you wouldn't stand in the way of his good fortune surely? I'll be a second father to him, I tell you. Lucy sat paralyzed, as still as Tiger Lily on the death raft. The infant’s body, now missing its pulverized head, was still twitching among the blood-soaked ruins of corpses. John’s father added cheerfully, “So, do you play any violin?” She balked at the stereotype, but admitted, “Yes, I play violin.
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