I thought that Hill was dead, but I was frightened, and I wanted to get away from Paris. “I am a fool,” he said. ” Sydney looked at her doubtfully. Oh, the scent of the flowers that day, the delicious quiet, the swallows that dived before us in the river. "To those who, like me, have never been able to get out of the dark and dreary paths of life, the grave is indeed a refuge, and the sooner they reach it the better.
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