“Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. He wrote poems to her beauty that he recited from a seemingly infinite memory. He stopped abruptly before the apparently incurious Chinaman. This chap's recovery all depends upon the care he receives.
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