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The both of them puttering about the tidy two-story house, Lucy would serve them both steaming cups of tea in the front parlor. In all his life he had never realized a dream; but the thought had never before hurt him. " So saying, he descended a short spiral staircase, and, entering a long stone gallery, from which several other passages branched, took one of them, and after various turnings—for he was familiar with all the intricacies of the prison— arrived at the cell of which he was in search. She was new, unlike any other woman he had met in all his wide travel. He beheld a tall gaunt man, his brown face corrugated like a winter's road, grim, stony. Meanwhile, the clergyman, bare-headed and in his surplice, advanced to meet them. He felt like a boy again, the taste for adventures was keen upon his palate, the whole undiscovered world of rhythmical things, of love and poetry and passion seemed again to him a real and actual place, and he himself an adventurer upon the threshold.
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