'It's your world, isn't it?'
'Well-' she said with a quick upward glance, 'isn't it? As long as I'm - young.'
She had paused slightly before the last word and Anthony suspected that she had started to say 'beautiful'.
It was undeniably what she had intended.
Her eyes brightened and he waited for her to enlarge on the theme. He had drawn her out, at any rate- he bent forward slightly to catch the words.
But, 'Let's dance!' was all she said.
F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned
90's
Heroin Chic
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