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“I am very glad to hear you say it,” he repeated, and refrained from further inquiry. Lucy's grin faded. Mrs. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. "Where shall I fly?" exclaimed the lady, bewildered with terror. " "And you want me to find a minister?" she asked, with ready comprehension.
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