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They drove up into Paris in an open fiacre with a soft cool wind blowing in their faces, hand in hand beneath the rug. Manning,” she said, “I warned you not to idealize me. John laughed even harder, his eyes misting over. Fortunately, the window was not far from the ground; so opening it gently, he dropped into a backyard, and from thence got into the street. The queer phase of the dream was this, she was at no time a woman; she was symbolical of something, and he followed to learn what this something was.
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