Their soft, voluptuous bodies wove among each other to the faint notes of a lyre. “I suppose, Vee, you don’t see much of those Widgetts now?” “I go in and talk to Constance sometimes. Presently she saw Spurlock on the way to the lagoon. "Read that. To be near someone, even someone who made a pretense of friendliness, to hear voices, her own intermingling, would serve as a rehabilitating tonic. She had first picked up the fiddle back when it was still called a viol, that was how long she had been at it.
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