Then he turned to Anna. “Don’t you know, child, that this is torture for me? What in God’s name more can you have to tell me?” Her face had become almost like a marble image. And, without another word, he seized the table with both hands, and upset it; scattering plates, dishes, bottles, jugs, and glasses far and wide. Observing Spurlock's spellbound attitude, he clapped the boy on the shoulder. It begins with that queer piccolo solo.
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