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“It is your own fault, Lucia. . But here was new music, tender and kindly and whimsical, that first roved
to and fro in the mind and then cuddled up in the heart. “Lucy! You found me! I was just about to sleep some
of those rum and Cokes off like the pig I am. And then
the students went into the long laboratory and followed out these facts in almost
living tissue with microscope and scalpel, probe and microtome, and the utmost
of their skill and care, making now and then a raid into the compact museum of
illustration next door, in which specimens and models and directions stood in
disciplined ranks, under the direction of the demonstrator Capes. She was young and
bright, little to no make-up except for lip-gloss, long,
straight, glossy reddish blonde hair slightly past her
shoulders.
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