He was keen to get to work, but the inspiration would not come. “Suppose, for example, I go to this dance?” “You won’t. Each was draped in transparent silk, dancing, beckoning to me, teasing me. “We are, or rather we were, so much alike then that the portrait of either of us would have done for the other. ” “Is it necessary,” he said, “for me to tell you——” “Stop, please,” she said firmly. It was below consciousness, elusive; so he sent out a call to his friend, defensively.
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