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The curtain came festooning slowly down, the music ceased, the lights in the auditorium glowed out, and Ann Veronica woke out of her confused dream of involuntary and commanding love in a glory of sound and colors to discover that Ramage was sitting close beside her with one hand resting lightly on her waist. “I don’t know whether I shall go on,” said Gwen, a novel note of languorous professionalism creeping into her voice. Nothing else so quickly establishes the condition of comradeship as the sharing of a laughable incident. She fluttered her eyelashes, and adopted the soulful tone that served her well at times. “I had to. My foster mother, Janine, wasn’t much fatter. " The Wastrel rushed. " There was a pause. Wrenching his hands from her shoulders, she thrust them away and leapt up from the chair. pglaf.
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