A crumpled-up newspaper thrown from the gallery hit her upon the cheek. A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. “What happened then?” Michelle asked fearfully. I'm hungry. Then, even as they stood there, the room was plunged into darkness. He looked exactly as she had dreamed him, handsome, rigidly dressed in a black suit, his hair still half gray, his eyes green and flashing like a cat’s. “Nothing can cheer me,” he said, “except champagne. She had nothing to say for herself. ’ Melusine’s eyes misted.
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