His face brightened at the sight of her, and he came toward her. ‘Adieu, imbecile,’ she threw at him gleefully. And she would have to go tomorrow. She rapped again, louder. She crooked her finger. The lines about his mouth gradually softened. Lucy stood in front of the piano. His vision was becoming accustomed to the faint light now and her features were clearer.
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