A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. “I’m just off, aunt,” said Ann Veronica. “You would be wise to loosen your purse-strings, Gianfrancesco. Finding it impossible to descend on any side, without incurring serious risk, Jack resolved to return for his blanket, by the help of which he felt certain of accomplishing a safe landing on the roof of the house in Giltspur Street. ‘Who’d believe me? And I’d have to tell my part in it all, too. "I hope you don't imagine anything has gone wrong, Sir.
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