Slowly the giant overhead lights of Manhattan's Madison Square Garden dimmed. Across a bright lattice of wavering spotlights glided a tiny girl in an abbreviated costume of red & gold, a ribbon fluttering saucily in her hair. In the centre of the ice, her sturdy little legs suddenly twinkled into the first steps of a mazurka. Then she swung into a Lutz jump, a Jackson-Haynes spin, glided backward the length of the rink in a fadeaway stop. To lay observers, this brief turn was not remarkable. For experts it was an exercise in sheer...
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