Too late now. “Lucy, where is your callous? All violinists have calluses on their necks and hands from playing. Selfishness. So, in broken, rather breathless phrases, he told his story; and when he had done, he laid his arms upon the table and bent his head to them. ’ That wonderful poster—is of you. " CHAPTER VI.
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