” “And I also,” Brendon echoed. " "Piano-player? Do you mean someone who plays for you?" "No, no; one of those mechanical things you play with your feet. Beyond was a chaise longue, covered with cushions and shawls laid anyhow across it, together with a discarded tapestry in the making, and a scattering of woollen threads about it. It was the gratification of an immense necessity. Too close, he reasoned, for safety. "Sounds as if I had heard it, but I can't place it this minute. " "I will be there," answered Trenchard, gloomily. She's not mischievous—and besides she's chained, and can't reach you. God, how old are they now? They must be teenagers. " "It's a queer girl.
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