” “Would not do what?” “Well, follow buses from Russell Square to Hampstead. Stopping before each door, they took up the plates of the locks, examined the ponderous bolts, and were struck with the utmost astonishment at what they beheld. It was Jack, wasn’t it?’ ‘Aye, s-sir. He was just getting cross about your being late for dinner—you know his way—when it came. The odds were astounding and yet he had it bad. He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. ToC The noise of this disturbance did not fail to reach the interior of the prison.
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