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It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac. "What the devil makes you out so late? And what has happened to you, man, eh?—you seem in a queer plight. It was really most vivid, most vivid! You seemed to be slipping and just going to tumble and holding on. Lucy looked at her reflection with a measure of awe. “Your coffee’s too good to refuse. Each time that we meet I try to kill you.
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