“Please forgive me. “You’re self-taught, aren’t you, Lucy?” She looked around the table, all eyes upon her. To begin with, he struck her as being the most variable person she had ever encountered. Again he played for her; and again the eruption of the strange senses that lay hidden in her soul. Maggot. The Palazzo was unlike anything she had ever known. She closed her eyes as if asleep, her hands folded neatly on her abdomen. At the back of her mind, dim and yet disconcerting, was the perception that she herself did not know what she wanted.
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