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‘As for an heir, I have Alderley cousins enough. What would happen to her? Would her soul be shaken, twisted, hypnotized?—as it had been those other times? Music—that took out of her the sense of reality, whirled her into the clouds, that gave to her will the directless energy of a chip of wood on stormy waters. She had had to do away with many a leering foster father since she had started frequenting foster homes in the middle of the century.
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