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Théâtre Bohème, 2 December 1870
Once back in the theatre, Marie shut the door of the dressing room behind her and lit one of the lamps. Someone had cleaned Corinne’s things out of there, and so the furniture and dressing table stood bare except for a few lamps and pillows, similar to how it had looked when Marie was the primary occupant of the star’s dressing room.
That was long ago, and I have more pressing things to think about.
She lit the other two lamps so that the small room blazed with light. After placing her cloak on a hook by the door, she rolled up her sleeves and walked to the wall of the room that was a mirror.
From where she stood, it looked like an ordinary mirror, somewhat tarnished in places because of its age. She held one of the lamps up close to it, but she didn
