Lucy loved orchestras, the bittersweet tinge of rosin dust that hung in the air, the way that the sun shone through filthy windows illuminating the marimbas with a storybook light. ‘Would it so? What sort of a girl is she, then?’ ‘She’s a consummate devil,’ Gerald declared roundly. Spurlock went, it would not be far enough. A long shrill cat-call in the gallery seemed to be the signal. “What you have said is a ridiculous falsehood,” she declared scornfully. The sound of their strident voices floated upwards, the high nasal note of the predominant Americans, the shrill laughter of girls quick to appreciate the wit of such of their male companions as thought it worth while to be amusing. “You know about my scandalous past?” “Very little. “Ask me nothing. The destroying angel hurried by, shrouded in his gloomiest apparel. She was caught by an uncle, whose opinion she valued, making faces at Roddy because he had exulted at this. ’ ‘Lord, yes,’ agreed Gerald, in mock horror. You know the sort of thing.
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