She admired his backside as he fetched a blue towel from his bathroom. He was perched on the very edge of the leather seat of the coach, his threecornered hat twisting nervously in his hands, and from time to time he passed a tongue over dry lips. He allowed his irons and clothes to be taken off without resistance. Elegant, a little scornful, she leaned slightly against the back of a chair and looked him steadily in the eyes. The stage manager came out from the wings, and taking her hand led her off. Her formerly brown hair was dyed a white shade of blonde.
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