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’ The old man simply stared at her. He smiled. “My friend,” she said, “no! Let me tell you this. And then, as she stood there, with the fragments of the torn canvas at her feet, some even caught upon her skirt, the door was thrown open, and a girl entered humming a light tune. I have never spoken of these things to any human being. I slaved over it, contacted half a dozen genealogy groups and came up with zilch. She lay still for a long time, and her mind resumed at a more tolerable pace. From one window the beach was always visible; from another, the stores. Gianfrancesco ran from the room, tearing at his hair. This is a good piano. She was frowning, but it was evident that her initial fright had left her.
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