In a small theatre 50 stories above the street, in Manhattan's Chanin Building, a "mobile"-one of the famed contraptions of Sculptor Alexander ("Sandy") Calder-stood on the stage, its burnished discs blazing in the spotlight. Before it, in slinky black gown and monkey-fur jacket, swayed a woman whose saucer eyes, blazing teeth, and hair like a jackpot of fresh-minted pennies made her look remarkably like Harpo Marx. A friendly, arty-social audience applauded. Marianne Oswald, diseuse (singing actress), friend of intellectuals on both sides of the Atlantic, was making her U. S. debut.
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