Bright lights faded into the gloom of a dimmed theater, and the crowd stirred restlessly in their seats. The orchestra's low drone came from behind the curtain, and strains of half forgotten melodies mingled with discord. The orchestra was ready. As the curtain rose, the stage lights flooded, revealing the conductor, famous musician of two continents, who was playing tonight a special concert for war relief. The light from the stage half revealed the first row, a set of faces with inscrutable eyes. The conductor, glancing briefly at this row, wondered fleetingly who these people were, what brought them to this concert, and what they thought as they listened to his music. As fast as the thought came, it disappeared. The conductor turned to the orchestra, raised his baton, and the strains of a familiar Strauss waltz were heard . . . .
George, Ruth Ann
Manuscripts: Vol. 12
, Article 13.
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