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It was an evening at which Opera employees gave their latest holiday performance to mark their retirement. Suddenly, the locker room of Sorelli, one of the prim-ballerinas, was occupied by half a dozen young people from the ballet who worked on stage. They burst into the midst of a great mess, some laughing unnaturally, others shouting in horror. Sorelli, who wanted to be alone for a moment to prepare the speech she was about to give to the retiring employees, glanced angrily at the crazy crowd. It was little James - a girl with her nose up, eyes like forget-me-nots, red as roses, cheeks and a white neck - which explained in a trembling voice:"This is a ghost!" And she closed the door. Sorelli's locker room was gracefully decorated. A mirror, sofa, dressing table and wardrobe made up the necessary furniture. An engraving of her mother, who knew the triumphs of the old Opera, hung on the wall. But this locker room seemed like a palace for children from the ballet, who spent time in their locker rooms singing, quarreling, smacking dressers and hairdressers and buying drinks to each other until a bell rang on the stage.Sorelli was very superstitious. She trembled when she heard that when little James talked about the ghost, she called her “stupid little fool,” but then, when she became the first to believe in ghosts in general, and in the ghost of Opera in particular, she immediately asked about the details: “You saw him? " “As clearly as I see you now!” Said little James, crouching on a chair with fatigue. Then little Giri - a girl with eyes black as plum, black hair as ink, with a dark complexion and poor thin skin that fits tight little bones - added:"If it's a ghost, it's very ugly!" “Oh yes!” Shouted the ballet girls choir. A ghost appeared before them in the form of a gentleman in a dress who suddenly stood before them in the aisle and without a clue where he had come from. He seemed to go right through the wall. “Nonsense!” Said one of them. "You see ghosts everywhere!"And that was true. For several months, nothing was discussed at the Opera, except for this well-dressed ghost, who was sneaking around the building, like a shadow, who did not speak to anyone, with whom no one dared to speak, and who disappeared as soon as he was noticed. Like a real ghost, he made no noise while walking. People began to laugh and make jokes about this ghost dressed as a fashion man or undertaker; but the ghostly legend soon reached enormous proportions among the ballerinas.All the girls pretended to meet this supernatural creature. And those who laughed the loudest were not the most laid-back. When he did not show himself, he betrayed his presence, causing accidents for which everyone considered him only responsible. Whenever someone fell, or played them, or lost something, the ghost was at once guilty of this.
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