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as ever. I could feel myself aloft, as if dancing in the night sky. I’d get dizzy and
fall.
ANNIE: It’s so. If you squint. Squint, papa, squint. See, you fly right up there. I’m
twirling in the middle of the stars.
UNCLE: Tip me out of this chair!
JEANNE: Goodness, no.
UNCLE: Lay me down, spine to ground.
ANNIE: Papa, help.
(Annie and John tip Uncle out of his chair.)
UNCLE: Thank you, John, Annie child. Now, all able bodied ones, the same.
Eyes up. Spirits aloft.
(Rebecca and Annie lie down. John follows them, then Jeanne. The stars spin
overhead; the sounds of insects below echo the music of the spheres.)
REBECCA: There’s Sirius, the Dog star.
ANNIE: In Canis Major, of course.
UNCLE: “The grand processional of all the stars of night.”
REBECCA: Lyra fading out. Aquila growing bright.
ANNIE: I’m dancing with the Dolphin Delphinus.
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