“Dear me!” he said. Lucy thought of a song that she had not been able to get out of her head since the Fifties. She smiled mechanically at the audience, holding her violin limply, feeling the hot lights on her made-up face. More than this, it would serve to mitigate her own abysmal loneliness to pool it temporarily with his.
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