It slipped out—as did that “she”. " Just then, the infant began to sob piteously. She shot a sudden glance at him. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. "It is time!" "For what?" grumbled the latter, rubbing his eyes. She wondered who the girl might belong to as she patted dirt over the shallow grave. ” The ants seemed to salute in attention.
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