“Lucy, where is your callous? All violinists have calluses on their necks and hands from playing. Even in her own sorry skin-and-bones state of wraithlike pallor and gray under eye circles she was drawing unwanted attention from would-be admirers. At no time did she feel bodily or mental fatigue. Jackson smiled and put on the air of a man who knows more than he cares to tell. He had heard me sing—the fool thought himself in love with me. I want her to tell me the whole truth about this extraordinary marriage. She felt herself getting into a corner. He now understood her interest in Taber, as he called himself: habit, a twice-told tale.
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