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She turned her head and started. “Where’s Jason?” Daniel looked at the
empty spot where the man had been. In fact, the whole group had drifted
off like pampered kelp on a ritzy sea of hard marble, and neither had
noticed.
“I guess he had to leave,” Daniel murmured. Lydia nodded. “Listen… I
was just showing the Jacobis a little painting that I recently finished. I
think it’s in that big study upstairs. Would you like to see it?”
Lydia nodded again. Daniel took her hand softly, lightly, and began
moving through the crowd in the direction of a very wide, red carpeted
stairway spiralling up to the second floor. He didn’t looked back before
reaching the foot of the opulent stairs, yet could feel definite threads of
contact between him and her. Looking back at her, he wasn’t too
surprised to see her face conveying thoughtfulness and curiosity.

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