Recurrently she heard: "I don't know; I really don't know. Perhaps I ate something spoiled for breakfast. Kneebone made no effort to check the unreasonable merriment of his companions, but rather seemed to encourage it. But he was a thief, a fugitive from justice. A fire enveloped her, a fire which was strangely healing, filling her heart with warmth, blotting out the menace of the world. She auditioned and got a summer job teaching violin at the Mozart summer music camp for children, catching the luckiest of breaks.
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