From the further end of the apartment came the low music of a violin. “You needn’t be anxious about that! I shall contrive to live. She changed her mind that day, as her mother Marina had predicted. ” Lucy blinked from the winter sunlight and reached behind herself to yank at her hood. Most of it had been incomprehensible to her, or comprehensible in a way that checked further curiosity, but the figure of Vivien, hard, capable, successful, and bullying, and ordering about a veritable Teddy in the person of Frank Gardner, appealed to her. \"Shouldn't you be in bed? You go into work at 5:30, I thought. Martin’s crush.
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