“We were good friends in Paris, weren’t we? You made me all sorts of promises, we planned no end of nice things, and then—without a word to any one you disappeared. “And I have dragged you all over here for nothing,” she murmured. The comparisons upon which she could draw were few and confusingly new, mixed with reality and the loose artistic conceptions of heroes in fiction. Suddenly he burst into wild laughter; but equally as suddenly something strangled the sound in his throat. . gutenberg.
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