"His shin may need rubbing. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. Sure of foot, noiseless, he made the veranda and paused at the side of one of the screened windows. All human food tasted equally dead and loathsome to her, whether it was prime steak or cheap hamburger. ‘Small wonder in a way that he found hisself consolation elsewhere. Where even to be a Catholic, they say, is to be looked upon with scorn and disgust. I’m sorry. We all have to kow-tow to that. It’s got to be at last like tobacco-ash over all my sayings and doings.
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