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The "big white house" was overflowing with music, or, rather, with musical acrobatics. Scales, major and minor, octaves, arpeggios, and all other musical combinations were madly chasing each other up and down the keyboard.
"Come on, Paul. " A girl's black head appeared at the window. The player merely glanced at her and went on with his fireworks. "Oh, come on, you lummix! Shut up this row and come on. We're going round the ranch and then down the west trail to the river."