"In the mean time, with your permission, I'll just make a few minutes of our conversation. “Could you play ‘Fiddler on the Roof’?” father Thomas pleaded. That had taken her by surprise, and her tired wits had failed her. He turned, expecting to see his wife. Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray. John’s father added cheerfully, “So, do you play any violin?” She balked at the stereotype, but admitted, “Yes, I play violin. Here are your indentures, if you choose to seek another master.
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