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Jf~ onday， May 12
When I first found out that my foot injury might
really prevent me from ever dancing lead roles
again， I went into hiding. Not literally， because I
would never--not for all the world--let my fellow
dancers or I.he company administrators see how
devastatingihe prognosis was for me. After all，
injury or no injury， I was still Avis Considine， prima
ballerina of the National Ballet， and I didn t get this
far at age 28 by collapsing into tears for all the world
to seel
Sweat poured down Avis s forehead and stung her
eyes. She could no longer read the handwritten pages;
her vision was dimmed by the sweat and the intense dry
heat of the sauna. She dropped the sheaf of papers on
the slatted bench at her feet and stretched out.full-
length on the hot oak boards of the upper berth.
She had gone into hiding， all right， Avis thought
grimly， throwing one arm over her face and shutting
her eyes. But it had been an emotional hibernation. She
had nursed her pain and shock privately， retreating into
a world of proud silence that most of her fellow dancers
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