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” Lucy observed, watching her friend. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. She foraged about in her mind for some satisfying equivalent which would express in English this gurgling drone the Chinese called a language. ” “I understand,” he said, doggedly. They parked a block away from Michelle’s house in the opposite direction of where the Beck’s lived.
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