” “Perhaps,” she said, “I am superstitious. I’m anxious, joyfully anxious, like a man when he has found a treasure. She was on the rim of civilization, entering, as Spurlock was on the rim, preparing to make his exit. She hesitated in answering the door, her violin still crooked underneath her chin. “We must go.
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