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And he hazarded a wink at the poet over the paper on which he was sketching. She was about to rush to his side, when she saw his clenched hands rise and fall upon the sand repeatedly. It was a gorgeous May evening, the air redolent with the soapy purple scents of hyacinth and lilac.

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