‘You do not think it is enough English. She practiced swaddling on a doll, pretending to pat the head of her imaginary infant boy. I should feel that I had been obliged to find some one else to fight my battles for me. She came to London, and tried several things without any success. Except that this music we have been swimming in is divine. ’ I don’t know what you’d call it —a sort of witchery, almost suggestiveness.
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