’ Gerald frowned in an effort of memory, and then laughed as he recalled one of the lies she had invented for his benefit. The Wastrel, his eyes full of humorous evil, stood inside the room. "Put your arms about me. “Does he know that I am involved with someone?” “Of course he knows. Strange, I shouldn't know him when he called on me. "He left an envelope with some money in it. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music.
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