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He gently took the roses from her and laid them on the pillow. Mirages, over which he was constantly throwing bridges which were wasted efforts, since invariably they spanned solid ground. They were silent for a time. More importantly, she had her wits. "I was about to add," continued Gay, "that my opera shall have no music except the good old ballad tunes.
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