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“There’s no end of things I’d like to talk over with you. A-L-I-V-A—Aliva—T-R-EN—Trencher that's it. He was a philosopher. I’ve got imagination. “I’m sorry. One puts gloves on one’s greedy fingers. The air, perfumed with the delicious fragrance of the new-mown grass, was vocal with the melodies of the birds; the thick foliage of the trees was glistening in the sunshine; all nature seemed happy and rejoicing; but, above all, the serene Sabbath stillness reigning around communicated a calm to her wounded spirit.
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