“Do you play an instrument?” “I play the fiddle sometimes. "Strange!" he continued, as if talking to himself. ‘She won’t. “Lucy, are you feeling all right?” He asked concernedly. “I don’t care a rap for remembering. “Thank you—and good-bye. Perhaps that is why I lost my ambition.
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