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“Many nights I have thought of you, Anna. She wore a wonderful dress of turquoise blue, made by a great dressmaker for a function which she knew very well now that she would never attend. She gave tongue to the most urgent of her plaints. He would never be able to compose upon it, but it would serve to produce the finished work. The queer phase of the dream was this, she was at no time a woman; she was symbolical of something, and he followed to learn what this something was. He entered the room with his usual deliberation, and looked covertly about him. The rest of the crowd followed suit with weak laughter. ’ She shook her head. But for all that, it offered relief; his brain, stupefied by the fumes, grew dull, and conscience lost its edge to bite.
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