“Maybe we could swing a scholarship to Boston College for you, you know, with your violin and all. ’ Lucy was silent for a space, once again wearing that inscrutable expression. Wood, who looks after her comforts, and visits her constantly. A swift frown brought the still dark brows together for a moment. “If one was free,” she said, “one could go to him. “You’re self-taught, aren’t you, Lucy?” She looked around the table, all eyes upon her. You’re NOT to go. "By all means," returned Wood; "don't delay an instant.
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