"But, take my advice, and keep out of Sir Rowland's way, or you'll get the poor lady into trouble as well as me. And if she is not a nun, nor a refugee, and yet is entirely English, I’m hanged if I know what she is. For in life there is but one hour: an epic or an idyll: all other hours lead up to and down from it. Instead had come this storm, this shouting, this weeping, this confusion of threats and irrelevant appeals. This was the worst summer that I ever had in my life, Europe and all, and I can’t tell you how many times I drove by that Violin Camp hoping to catch a look at you, praying that there wasn’t some horny violin guy waiting to ask you out. The father was a madman. Am I so forgettable?” He strode down the hall as she ran to catch up with him past lockers someone had painted an abysmal shade of gray blue.
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