“Why will you not be sensible? Go back to your old life and your old friends, and forget all about Paris and this absurd delusion of yours. “You promised faithfully to be there,” he said slowly. ” They talked for a while in somewhat dreamy fashion, Anna especially being more silent than usual. " "Poor soul!—poor soul!" groaned Wood, brushing the tears from his vision. Over the sea of heads arose a black and dismal object.
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