. The dream flowers and is harvested, and we are left by the wayside, having served our singular purpose in the scheme of progress: as the orange is tossed aside when sucked of its ruddy juice. “Lighten up. “I was half hoping that I might be allowed to see you home. ‘That’s better,’ said Gerald, and let her go. “Good-looking rascal she met at Worthing. “For one thing, Anna,” she remarked, “we had not the slightest idea that you had left, or were leaving Paris. ‘Beg pardon, miss, but I’m told as how—’ She broke off, her eyes widening, her jaw dropping open.
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