Edgar Degas The Orchestra of the Opera painting

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, and I only thought, -- I mean," and here young Anahita dried up, because Chamcha, spewing cornflakes, howled angrily: "Make--up? Theatrical? _Trick?_"
"No offence," Mishal said anxiously on her sister's behalf. "It's just we've been thinking, know what I mean, and well it'd just be awful if you weren't, but you are, "course you are, so that's all right," she finished hastily as Chamcha glared at her again. -- "Thing is," Anahita resumed, and then, faltering, "Mean to say, well, we just think it's great." -- "You, she means," Mishal corrected. "We think you're, you know." -- "Brilliant," Anahita said and dazzled the bewildered Chamcha with a smile. "Magic. You know. _Extreme_."
"We didn't sleep all night," Mishal said. "We've got ideas."
"What we reckoned," Anahita trembled with the thrill of it, "as you've turned into, -- what you are, -- then maybe, well, probably, actually, even if you