” “I’ve been certain of it for years. But here was new music, tender and kindly and whimsical, that first roved to and fro in the mind and then cuddled up in the heart. ” He made a little noise in his throat as if something had cried out within him, and for a time they were both too full for speech. "What is it?" "The night," she answered. One has to train one’s self not to. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him.
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