He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. O'Higgins was all that the doctor had imagined a detective to be: a bulky policeman in civilian clothes. Pity you aren’t under my command. But the clearly definite thing was the ultimate escape. “Come,” he continued, “the world after all is a very small place. My Dad doesn’t want it necessarily, but he realizes that if he doesn’t give my 185 Mom this one it’s divorce for sure.
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