" "Farewell, Jack," cried twenty voices. I had dreamt of the olive grove beyond the courtyard I had once been fascinated 198 with as a boy. " "What a life!" "No worse than yours. ‘How is this? Proo-den-ss. ” “But how? It has only been a few days!” “She’s not even here. ‘But on the off chance—slim, I grant you —that there is a spy down there, I don’t want to miss the fun. Then there was also the horse. Already the warm sun was drawing from the pines their delicious odour.
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