After dessert was finished, John took Lucy for a ride in his car. “Lucy! You found me! I was just about to sleep some of those rum and Cokes off like the pig I am. As concertmaster, it was Lucy’s duty to seat the orchestra as well as tune them. “The rarefied air? I thought you had a better head. She took up a book and threw it down again. Clientèle was of the most transitory character. I don’t want to Bowdlerize Shakespeare. What more is there to be said? She defies me!” It was extraordinary.
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