At that, the girl jumped up. “When they tap the roof,” she said, in a voice of authority, “you are to come out. ‘Leave it, imbecile. “Won’t you sit down,” she said, “and tell me what you want to say?” Her voice was flat and faint. She shook them off of one foot. Her eyes were wide open with amazement. She saw herself begin a slow, sinuous dance: and stop suddenly in the middle of a figure, conscious that the dance was not impromptu, her own, but native—the same dance she had quitted but a few minutes gone. . The door was opened for her by a weary-looking youth in a striped jacket several sizes too large for him. Oriental rugs adorned the sea of shiny hardwood floors, kept polished with an eye for detail that bordered on Japanese.
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