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Her fingers were bursting through her gloves, as if to get at once into touch with Ann Veronica. It was a sovereign easily earned. To get behind that impenetrable curtain, to learn why she hated her island. She had always had a wonderful ear for phrasing, even back in the days of the viol. Wood, who was standing at the edge of a raised platform, anxiously waving his hand to him.
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