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‘Have no fear,’ he uttered soothingly, reaching out to pat her free hand. When I think of those ateliers of ours, the art jargon, the decadents with their flamboyant talk I long for a twoedged sword and a minute of Divinity. I am afraid, Anna, just a little afraid, that in Paris I and my friends here might seem a trifle advanced.
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