Outside, bells were ringing. "Happy New Year!"
The mad sound of people crazed for the moment, shouting, echoed the bells.
"Happy New Year!"
A sound of music, waxing, waning, now joined in wild symphony by the voices, now left alone to counterpoint the noise of human celebration....
For a while, Oliver Symmes heard the raucous music of the crowd. It became a part of him, seemed to come from somewhere inside him, gave him life. And then, as...
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