The solos were revealing, sensual and moody. There all the loose characters thronged, assignations were openly made, and the spectators diverted themselves with the vagaries of its miserable inhabitants. But before the Grieg concerto was done, she knew that she was free. She felt him sometimes at night as he called to her in her dreams. It was a moment or two before Gerald, opening his eyes on the girl’s astounded expression, recollected himself sufficiently to pull out of the extraordinary impact she’d had on him.
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