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” She laid her fingers upon his arm, and they both stood still. Paris, always beautiful even in the darkness, glittered away to the horizon. ‘It is Yol—’ She broke off abruptly, her face collapsing into an expression of acute consternation. She had even played in an opera by Verdi once, but had to dress as a boy to do it. She would end alone.
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