“Why will you not be sensible? Go back to your old life and your old friends, and forget all about Paris and this absurd delusion of yours. She moved towards it slowly and picked it up, holding it out in front of her whilst the familiar perfume seemed to assert itself with damning insistence. She smiled mechanically at the audience, holding her violin limply, feeling the hot lights on her made-up face. I can see that you were somebody, in another day. She had a warm, fun-loving personality, and an unflattering disrespect for her future husband’s authority.
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