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linked, high haircombs flashing, they catch the sun in mocking mirrors, lifting their arms.)
maginni
(Clipclaps glovesilent hands.) Carré! Avant deux! Breathe evenly! Balance!
(The morning and noon hours waltz in their places, turning, advancing to each other, shaping their curves, bowing vis a vis. Cavaliers behind them arch and suspend their arms, with hands descending to, touching, rising from their shoulders.)
hours
You may touch my…
cavaliers
May I touch your?
hours
O, but lightly!
cavaliers
O, so lightly!
the pianola
My little shy little lass has a waist.
(Zoe and Stephen turn boldly with looser swing. The twilight hours advance, from long landshadows, dispersed, lagging, languideyed, their cheeks delicate with cipria and false faint bloom. They are in grey gauze with dark bat sleeves that flutter in the land breeze.)
maginni
Avant! huit! Traversé! Salut! Cours de mains! Croisé!
(The night hours steal to the last place. Morning, noon and twilight hours retreat before them. They are masked, with daggered hair and bracelets of dull bells. Weary, they curchycurchy under veils.)
the bracelets
Heigho! Heigho!
