In the end, resolution triumphed, as it was sure to do, over the weaker emotions, and he laughed at his fears. Building announced solemnly. From the further end of the apartment came the low music of a violin. ‘That’s why I never told Joan Ibstock that you were still with me when I wrote. Believe me, Anna. Sheppard, faintly.
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