“We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. And yet—Wait a little, you’d better have every bit of it. But I proved it to them! Oh yeah, I told John, but I don’t think he believes me either. Those who had seen him slumbering, averred that he slept with his eyes open. The doctor jumped to his feet.
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