She attacked his hair resolutely. The silence of Canton at night was sinister, for none could prophesy what form of mob might suddenly boil out. She had first picked up the fiddle back when it was still called a viol, that was how long she had been at it. She had trouble outwitting him as he seemed to predict her words before he said them.
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