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Battle, murder, and sudden death—and an old chap like McClintock tuning his piano in the midst of it. “I don’t know much about the technique of music,” he said at last, with his eyes upon her. “You come into these sordid surroundings—you mustn’t mind my calling them sordid—and it makes them seem as though they didn’t matter. She went to a dramatic agent, and he turned out to be the one who had heard me sing in Paris. “I was able to borrow the money. She was not Madame Melusine Valade. The scent of cloying pine dust filled the air as floodlights shone eerily through the jungle gym of new wood.
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