He went on. As concertmaster, it was Lucy’s duty to seat the orchestra as well as tune them. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. As soon as he finished a sheet, he tossed it aside and began another. He waited for an instant, wasting an encouraging smile in the imperfect light, and then shut the doors of the van, leaving the women in darkness. Without Sheila, the denizens of the neighborhood might forget they had the ability to communicate with each other. On his return to the room, Jonathan purposely left the door of the Well Hole ajar. He lowered her neck before her, and she noticed a bizarre urge to bite him rising from her mind like an itch.
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