The Lamp of Fate
been designed expressly for her by the management, and boasted a beautifully appointed bathroom adjoining it w
ing a plaintive murmur from the manager to the effect tha
the corps de ballet one less dressing-room amongst them. But if you want me,
he Wielitzska could dictate her own te
la, together with Gillian and Michael Quarrington, presented themselves at her dressing-room doo
nced Lady Arabella. "I thought perhaps you'd lik
the hand Magda held out to him. "Or are yo
ooked u
to see you," s
coiled in a simple knot at the nape of her neck. There was little or nothing about her to remind one of the successful ballerina, and Michael found himself poignantly recalling
d it go a
Gillian's eagerly as
held all the unqualified enth
l! The most wonderful, beau
terpolated Lady Arabella tartly, but s
to hear us say it." Gillian c
saying it to-morrow," obs
version by handing round c
r of the night," commented Lady Arabella, a
Magda, smiling faintly. "It's the
into a laudatory chorus regarding the evening's performance. In the background Magda's maid moved quietly to and fro, care
-night," he said rather low,
?" she asked hesita
s hardly
ed him a sw
lowly, "I'm the 'type
icult to maintain the po
silent a
ind to me that day
ng soft and dangerously disarming. Qua
so that I might not be unkind
ft laugh r
d-and aren't you bei
urely self-preservation is the fi
allenge and tossed i
ger, then,
like a wise man, I p
ow
e danger zone. I go
Pa
at Quarrington was going away seemed to take all the savour out of things. It was only by a suprem
en-afte
possibly. Or the Antipod
o bed's my next move. Gillian, you come with me-the car can take you on to Ham
ding acquiescence in reply to Gillian's gla
neral move tow
a moment in Quarrington's. "I-I'm s
y husky voice that held so much of music and appeal. He turned abruptly a
y they all three stood together in the vestibule, halted by the stream of people pouring out from
u, Lady Arabella, but I'
free agent, aren't you
leamed for an insta
onder if I am,
either unknotted-or cut. And that's lack of m
N
ou'll
afrai
Swan-Maiden that night at the Imperial. She can't dine, of course, poor dear. Really, dancers have a lot to put up with-or rather, to put
bella's volubility Michael could hear again the murmur of a so
y Arabella, with that uncanny
ver her shoulder, moving forward as the
dd expression in his e
I'll
mph in the laughter. Probably the hen who has reared a duckling and sees it sail off into the water experiences, alongside
n love with Magda," crowed
an sm
u thin
my party-and asking Magda to marry him before the week's out, bar accidents! . . . After all, it's not surprising that the men are falling over each other
y shook
our of the doctrine of reincarnation! She always seems to me t
ly as an iceberg and yet somehow gives you the idea she's all
n positively. "Of that I'm sure. No one c
chuckled aga
ife by a red flag. She positively stirs my old blood-that's bee
llian, "she'll fall
re'll be
just as the car pulled up in front of her hou
ated emphatically. "And a very
ting rather ruefully upon the very great amount of pr
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