She went out into the hall, where she met the Jedsons in their kimonos. They pressed more insistently, forcing her lips open. The music took hold of her slowly as her eyes wandered from the indistinct still ranks of the audience to the little busy orchestra with its quivering violins, its methodical movements of brown and silver instruments, its brightly lit scores and shaded lights. You cannot—shall not retreat.
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