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Blame the wind or stars of fate --but I still blamed my mother

Despite our dire anticipations of what lay ahead, I couldn't help but feel happier than I'd felt in soardens that gradually turned into soasped to see what Bart wanted done

It was a biblical scene!

"Samson and Delilah," Bart said flatly when I asked, all his enthusias to dance the role he wanted "Often I've heard Jory say he loved the chance to produce his own productions, and he does love that role most of all"

Pivoting about, Melodie headed for the house without answering, her face pale with anger

Again, I should have known What other theme would capture Bart's fancy as much?

Cindy ran to throw her arms about Jory "Jory, let me dance the role of Delilah, I can! I just know I can"

"I don't want your amateurish attempts!" shouted Bart

Ignoring hily on both of Jory's hands "Please, please, Jory I'd love to do it I've kept up my ballet classes, so I won't be stiff and aard and make you look unskilled, and between now and then you can help ht and noon!"

"There's not enough time to rehearse when the perfor Bart a hard, angry look "Good lord, Bart, why didn't you tell raphed that particular ballet that I can remember all the difficult routines? A role like that needs weeks of rehearsing, and you wait until the last moment! Why?"

"Cindy's lying," said Bart, looking longingly at the door through which Melodie had disappeared "She was too lazy to keep up her classes before, so why should she when Mother's not there to force her?"

"I have! I have!" cried Cindy with great excitement and pride, when I knew she hated violent exercises Before the age of six, she'd loved the pretty tutus, the cute little satin slippers, the little sparkling tiaras- of fake jewels, and the fantasy of the fanciful productions had put her in a spell of beauty I'd once believed she'd never abandon But Bart had ridiculed her performances just one too many times, and she'd let him convince her she was hopelessly inadequate She'd been about twelve when he stole her pleasure in the ballet Froone to classes Therefore I was doubly aiven up on the dance, only on allowing Bart see her perform

She turned tothe truth! Once I was in the private girl's school, and Bart wasn't around to ridicule ain and ever since have kept up my ballet classes, and I tap dance as well"

"Well," said Jory, apparently i Bart another hard look, "we can devote what ti, but you were extre to believe ouldn't need to practice for weeks, Bart I don't expect to have much difficulty myself since it's a familiar role--but Cindy, you've not even seen that particular ballet"

Rudely interrupting, Bart asked with great excitement, "Do you have the lenses, the white lenses? Can you really see through theo, and from the orchestra you really did look blind"