“Look what I found among the baggage strewn around the Sphinx.” He held up an instrument with three strings, a long neck, and bright designs painted on its triangular body. “A guitar?” “A balalaika,” said Brawne. “It belonged to Father Hoyt.” The Consul took the instrument and strummed several chords. “Do you know this song?” He played a few notes. “The ‘Leeda Tits Screwing Song’?” ventured Martin Silenus. The Consul shook his head and played several more chords. “Something old?” guessed Brawne. “ ‘Somewhere Over the Rainbow,’ ” said Melio Arundez. “That must be from before my time,” said Theo
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