This was not the sort of confession which he had been expecting. The floor was strewn with screws, nails, fragments of wood and stone, and across the passage lay the heavy iron fillet. When my father died, and we were left alone in Jersey, I was quite a long time deciding whether I would go in for singing professionally or try painting. Unless—’ Something clicked in his mind and he stared at his friend without seeing him. Wild horses wouldn’t drag it out of me, even I knew anything, which I don’t.
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