I hope—I am sure that he did not see me. Gerald hoped he had covered all options and had resisted the temptation to pay mademoiselle a visit. It was the girl. The winter had turned sea and sky to a wet gray. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. “Let your friends act for you.
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