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“So Lucy, I hear that you are quite the violin player. She held out her hand for it, but Gerald smiled. "Suppose we go and have tea? I'd like to take you to a teahouse I know, but we'll go to the Victoria instead. ‘Alcide’ or no ‘Alcide,’ there is not a music hall manager in London or Paris who would not give you an engagement on your own merits. Why ain’t you gorn? Seems to me I had ought to arrest you. ’ ‘You surprise me. I couldn’t help the thought. Lucy, would you like to be my date for the silly little dance they call the Junior Prom?\" There was a pregnant pause as she digested the information. Cecilia’s even though it is far too much money. His eyes were bright, and his voice had in it an unaccustomed timbre. But d—n him! let's talk o' something more agreeable.
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