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And how much I owe you, too, dearest Winifred, for your kindness and attention. The expression, however, which would chiefly have interested a beholder, was that of settled and profound melancholy. A hush descended across the audience as instruments tuned, creating small ladders of fifths that collapsed abruptly, snatches of solos that disappeared and reappeared like gags in a house of mirrors. It towered up high above the level of the pass, thousands of feet, still, shining, and white, and below, thousands of feet below, was a floor of little woolly clouds. "There won't be much left for you," he said. I WAS talking to him before I saw his name on the card beside the row of microscopes. My heart would speak if it could, for it is very full.
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