"I was about to add," continued Gay, "that my opera shall have no music except the good old ballad tunes. Huge trees obscured the view of it. Very quietly, he added, “Oh Lucia, I’m sorry. There was every indication that she fled the island in company with a dissolute rogue. Filled as he was with conflicting emotions, any stretch of silence would be dangerous. She would take the items with her; bury the items and her bloodstained clothes in one of the many sinkholes in the huge landfill/garbage dump on the south side of town. I wanted you to know. He came as an agreeable diversion from an insoluble perplexity.
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