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“I think,” he said, “I was a little too mystical about beauty the other day. That's the kind, my friend, that always fall soft. You are yet a child; and though you have strayed from the right path, a stronger hand than your own has led you thence. Sure of foot, noiseless, he made the veranda and paused at the side of one of the screened windows.
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