The play was over. The music stopped. The crowd flowed outside. It was like a dream ended. Missus Sommers went to wait for the cable car. A man with sharp eyes sat opposite her. It was hard for him to fully understand what he saw in her expression. In truth, he saw nothing. Unless he was a magician. Then he would sense her heartbreaking wish — that the cable car would never stop anywhere, but go on and on with her forever.