She opened this and scrambled out—a thing she had not done for five long years of adolescence— upon the leaded space above the built-out bath-room on the first floor. “Look here, daddy,” she said, in a tone of great reasonableness, “I MUST go to that dance, you know. It comes over the mountains, Anna, pink darkening into orange red, everywhere a wonderful cloud sea, scintillating with colour. He turned his back on that temptation. He beamed a little as she disappeared into the orchestra room, a cacophony of tuning instruments.
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