“Can I bring you anything, sir—a whisky and soda, or a liqueur? You’ll excuse me, sir, but you haven’t touched your coffee. Its dreariness, like the filthiness of the police cell, was a discovery for her. She was practicing with them on that very day, and displaced a rather mediocre boy violinist who claimed “to be better at the viola anyway” as first chair. He rang the doorbell, even though she had already cracked the door for him. ‘You usually do,’ he said lightly. At this juncture, Sir Cecil and his followers appeared at the threshold.
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