" "Funny, about that coat. This is part of a dream— some evil fancy. 58 \"Why will you not touch me?\" She cried out, sitting up, her head in her hands. ” “I suppose,” said Constance, stencilling away at bright pink petals, “it’s our lot. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms.
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