By that time it seemed to them they had lived together twenty years. She found no ready reply to that, and he went on: “This music is the food of love. “What nonsense is this? What raving! My dear child, you DO live, you DO exist! You have this home. The path he had selected conducted him to his mother's humble dwelling. I'll call it my wedding gift.
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