” 129 She smiled wider. "How shall I get to you?" "My yacht is in the river. So, very carefully, he raised her in his arms and carried her to her bed. She went to a dramatic agent, and he turned out to be the one who had heard me sing in Paris. They confronted each other, barely feet apart, neither apparently any longer aware of anyone else in the room.
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