Gosse cursed him finely, of course, but there was nothing he could do. ” He rose from his chair, and walked restlessly up and down the room. Later, at the bottom of that envelope I found a letter. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. I bored him.
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