” “That is exactly what I feel. He's the only native I trust in these parts. Beyond was an avenue of tall poplars that rose like columns, disappearing into undulating hills that were black with sleeping houses and fertile soil. For all that, it is folly. A man might be without relatives, but certainly he would not be without friends, that is to say, without letters.
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