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I often think of those delightful evenings in Paris. I am not of the canaille, but a bourgeois. She leaned back in the cab with half-closed eyes. It would have been the right idea, had Ruth been other than what she was. Perhaps she might never come back to that breakfast-room again. He’d borne mention of the woman’s name. When she awoke she felt as if she were adrift on a soft cloud through a golden sky.
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