DO A LITTLE DANCE…

MAKE A LITTLE LOVE…

GET DOWN TONIGHT…

GET DOWN TONIGHT…

Once the Canadian dancercame over and wanted to cut in. Lila told him to get lost and he could tellfrom a change in her body how good she felt about that. After that they bothknew that something had been settled, for tonight at least, and beyond that wastoo far to think about.

He could hardly rememberhow he got back to this boat with her. What came through in memory was the beatof the music and that pale, blue-eyed questioning look, and then here on thebunk the way she embraced him, clinging with all her might, like a drowningperson holding on for dear life.

Do a little dance…

Make a little love…

Get down tonight…

Get down tonight…

He began to feel sleepy.

It’s so strange, hethought. All the tricks and games and lines and promises to get them into bedwith you and you work so hard at it and nothing happens. And then someone likethis comes along and you don’t try much of anything at all and then she’s theone you wake up next to.

It doesn’t make any senseat all, he thought sleepily… no sense at all. And the tune kept playing onand on in his mind — over and over again and again until he fell asleep.

Do a little dance…

Make a little love…

Get down tonight…

Get down tonight…

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When Phædrus awoke hesaw through the hatch that the sky had become less black. Dawn was coming.