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"If it was a political quip," says Violet, "I shouldn't care about it." "No," he replied, "I am in a hurry; I cannot stop." "No. Play anything monotonous, that is slow and dignified besides, and it will answer; in fact, anything at all," says Geoffrey, largely, at which Violet smiles and seats herself at the piano..
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