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In his wanderings McGregor came to an out-of-door restaurant and
garden far out on the south side. The garden had been built for the
amusement of the rich and successful. Upon a little platform a band
played. Although the garden was walled about it was open to the sky
and above the laughing people seated at the tables shone the stars.
McGregor sat alone at a little table on a balcony beneath a shaded
light. Below him along a terrace were other tables occupied by men and
women. On a platform in the centre of the garden dancers appeared.
McGregor who had ordered a dinner left it untouched. A tall graceful
girl, strongly suggestive of Margaret Ormsby, danced upon the
platform. With infinite grace her body gave expression to the
movements of the dance and like a thing blown by the wind she moved
here and there in the arms of her partner, a slender youth with long
black hair. In the figure of the dancing woman there was expressed
much of the idealism man has sought to materialise in women and
McGregor was thrilled by it. A sensualism so delicate that it did not
appear to be sensualism began to invade him. With a new hunger he
looked forward to the time when he would again see Margaret.
Upon the platform in the garden appeared other dancers.
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