REHEARSAL TIME
'Now then, take a number at the door and stand
over by the wall - this next set will be short. I
understand you're here for piano duets with that
fellow in the blue sweater. Yes? And what will
you be playing?' I really didn't wish to answer,
so I left. No medieval madrigal singer was I.
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'We found no motive, we can't figure why, but, yes,
he'd been bludgeoned. Skull really quite crushed.
Too bad. Let's say he won't be playing piano no more.'
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