"Slowly, note by note, oriental music is played. He gazes in the tawny crystal of her eyes, ringed with kohol. His smile softens.)
ZOE
You'll know me the next time.
BLOOM
(Forlornly.) I never loved a dear gazelle but it was sure to..."
(U15.1317)
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