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Post by Solange Fournier on Jan 16, 2006 23:32:33 GMT -5
"I hope so," Solange replied. "I don't want the main part, but I want to move up. I'm lucky... I'm a soubrette, but I can get notes right down into the alto range." Solange blushed.
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Post by Charlotte on Jan 17, 2006 12:09:28 GMT -5
Charlotte left the two girls to talk, feeling slightly annoyed and a bit mournful of her lost privacy.
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Post by Jeanne Grise on Jan 17, 2006 23:50:47 GMT -5
Jeanne felt guilty that she had excluded the girl and blushed at her own stupidity.
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Post by Solange Fournier on Jan 18, 2006 0:00:25 GMT -5
Solange bit her lip. "I should go and practice," she said, feeling shy again. "I need to improve."
Solange smiled warily. "I guess I'll see you around, Jeanne."
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Post by Jeanne Grise on Jan 18, 2006 0:04:47 GMT -5
"I guess so. I hope you rise as gracefully as any of the wonderful stars who found a place in our minds and hearts." Jeanne smiled and thought about holding out her hand but refrained. Solange was still somewhat of a stranger.
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Post by Solange Fournier on Jan 18, 2006 0:27:16 GMT -5
Solange blushed again. "Thank you," she said softly. "I wish you luck with your dancing also."
Solange smiled, turned and left.
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Post by Jeanne Grise on Jan 18, 2006 11:01:11 GMT -5
Left alone and still lost in the hall, Jeanne attempted her way to her bed.
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Post by Madame Giry on Jan 18, 2006 11:09:45 GMT -5
(lock)
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