The first act over, a troop of black-faced comedians occupied the stage.,
“But I asked for her, mamma.” Billy’s voice lost its exuberance. His mother never had looked so tired, he thought for the second time that day.,
The young dancers in the hall found the change of music decidedly exhilarating, as an occasional whoop testified..
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