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Just then the gong sounded, and after luncheon while I was comfortably tipped back in a chair, my feet on the veranda rail, seeing in the smoke from my pipe dream visions of Polydoreless days, a faint cry from Silvia brought me back to earth. "Lucien, look!" I looked. My chair came down to all fours and my feet slipped from the rail. Ptolemy's Tale
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