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"
Let
's
try
to
make
them
encore
,
"
she
said
,
applauding
.
The
orchestra
struck
up
a
lively
tune
and
they
glided
off
together
once
more
,
dipping
and
swaying
here
and
there
--
harmoniously
abandoning
themselves
to
the
rhythm
of
the
music
--
like
two
small
chips
being
tossed
about
on
a
rough
but
friendly
sea
.
"
Oh
,
I
'm
so
glad
to
be
with
you
again
--
to
be
dancing
with
you
.
It
's
so
wonderful
...
Sondra
"
"
But
you
must
n't
call
me
that
,
you
know
.
You
do
n't
know
me
well
enough
.
"
"
I
mean
Miss
Finchley
.
But
you
're
not
going
to
be
mad
at
me
again
,
are
you
?
"
His
face
was
very
pale
and
sad
again
.
She
noticed
it
.
"
No
.
Was
I
mad
at
you
?
I
was
n't
really
.
I
like
you
some
...
when
you
're
not
sentimental
.
"
The
music
stopped
.
The
light
tripping
feet
became
walking
ones
.
"
I
'd
like
to
see
if
it
's
still
snowing
outside
,
would
n't
you
?
"
It
was
Sondra
asking
.
