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“We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. His eyes glowed beneath the glasses and his blue buttondown shirt was reflected in the lenses. You were accused of having been seen with the latter. He fell back upon the pillows with a little moan, clutching the slim white fingers fiercely. He had his sections of the Siegfried map folded in his pocket, and he squatted up with his legs crossed like an Indian idol while she lay prone beside him and followed every movement of his indicatory finger. ’ ‘The nuns?’ she said, gazing at him innocently. There ends my duty. "Yale? Why, so am I. Don't you understand? Back among your own again, and only a few of us the wiser. Through her door curtain she could see the light from the study lamp. I do wish you could come and dine with us some evening. “My dear friend,” she laughed, “not so tragic, if you please.
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