She was
too wrapped up in the sheer joy of playing again; it had
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been intimate, masturbatory. I'm a bit daffy about music. . I heard only after it was all over. She turned to the stage, and Tristan was wounded in Kurvenal’s arms, with
Isolde at his feet, and King Mark, the incarnation of masculine force and
obligation, the masculine creditor of love and beauty, stood over him, and the
second climax was ending in wreaths and reek of melodies; and then the curtain
was coming down in a series of short rushes, the music had ended, and the
people were stirring and breaking out into applause, and the lights of the
auditorium were resuming. “I cut off his right hand
pinky with his own rusty bolt cutter. Unless—’ Something clicked in his mind and he stared at his friend without
seeing him. Her pulses began to race. But it was her proof. ‘The secret passage!’
It did not take long to find the mechanism of the candlesconce that opened the
door. ”
She came closer. ’
‘Do you take me for a fool, Hilary?’ demanded his betrothed. His clothes had evidently seen some service, and were
plentifully begrimed with the dust of the workshop. It was a
precious thing, a beautiful cabochon—do you know what
that is?”
“What’s a cabochon?”
“It’s a precious jewel that doesn’t have facets yet.
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