The trees were graceful and brown, arching and fanning their golden leaves as if to shower with coins the pink-gold sky. The soi-disant Valade held the centre of the room now, only an uncovered but closed card-table, its surface dusty, between him and the suite at the fireplace. Some indeed carried themselves, dressed themselves even, rather as foreign visitors from the land of “Looking Backward” and “News from Nowhere” than as the indigenous Londoners they were. He was like a man beside himself.
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