" And, with a few magical touches, he stamped the fleeting expression on the canvass. And in its way it was very well. Shouting to his companion, even as they passed by where I hid myself, he called out that he thought to find you at the convent. As she danced there was in her ears the faded echo of wooden tom-toms.
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