He got out of the car and lifted her from the convertible before she could open the door. Sebastian traveled at seventy, eighty, then one-hundred down the freeway. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. ” “Maybe I should stay away. His clothes were smartly pressed, his linen white, his jaws cleanly shaven; but the day would come when he would grow indifferent to bodily cleanliness. "How very like it is!" "Not so strange, surely," laughed Thames, "that a picture should resemble the person for whom it's intended.
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