” “You mean to say,” Anna said slowly, “that you are going to leave your husband?” “Yes. "Ay, indeed! And who may that be?" inquired his wife. She used to play violin, you know. A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. Unless he has killed someone.
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