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She went to a dramatic agent, and he turned out to be the one who had heard me sing in Paris. "Nobody composes any more, nobody paints, nobody writes—I mean, on a par with what we've just heard. Give me your staff. ‘Why?’ Melusine eyed him dubiously. ‘All these soldiers,’ she complained, adding with a sweep of one arm at the major’s dress, ‘all of them in red as you. ” “But will you?” “YES.
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