John’s father brought down a violin from a high closet shelf. Their journey had made them indolent, the afternoon was warm, and it seemed impossible to breathe a sweeter air. ’ ‘Mercy me,’ gasped the nun. He did not look at her directly, though she fantasized that she could 141 feel his stares from the back of the class on occasion. I rather think they have kicked him, from the tone of some of the letters.
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