He played for an hour—Grieg, Chopin, Rubenstein, Liszt, crashing music. " "Ah!" shrieked Lady Trafford. ’ ‘Yes, indeed,’ agreed Lucilla enthusiastically. It was ten feet long, a relic. It was the very spot from which his poor mother had gazed after her vain attempt to rescue him at the Mint; but, though he was ignorant of this, her image was alone present to him. One or two of the tables were occupied by groups of fat frowzy women in flat caps, with rings on their thumbs, and baskets by their sides; and no one who had listened for a single moment to their coarse language and violent abuse of each other, would require to be told they were fish-wives from Billingsgate.
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