His literary instincts began to stir. An old man with a bent back who limped in, slow and stiff, leaning heavily on a cane. So he liked to go by a different train. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. Presently she saw Spurlock on the way to the lagoon. May we not repeat them once, at any rate, in London? “Ever yours, “NIGEL ENNISON.
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