My Mom and Dad were on the brink of divorce, what else is new, they still are. Their talk drifted to the beauty of music, and they took that up again at tea-time. Even the love of a mother does not sway him. I would not think so of you, Marthe. I would that you were my own. Eventually this comradeship (slightly resented by Rollo) reached a point where he could call out from the study: "Hey, Ruth!—come and tell me what you think of this.
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