“Here is my card. Annabel lounged in her chair with a sort of insolent abandon in her pose, and wide-open eyes which never flinched or drooped. She was with these movements—akin to them, she felt it at times intensely—and yet something eluded her. Mr. ” “I’ll pay you if I have to work at shirt-making at threepence an hour. ” Sebastian said, though she swore she detected the slightest hint of sarcasm in his voice. ” “How the hell did you learn to play like that?” “Lots of practice, John.
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