Cranly stopped to listen, saying: --MULIER CANTAT. The right one suddenly presented itself to me as the lower one-- though high above the gardens--in the solid corner of the house that I have spoken of as the old tower. The past is consumed in the present and the present is living only because it brings forth the future. He lay back and, tearing open the packet, placed the last cigarette on the window ledge and began to write out the stanzas of the villanelle in small neat letters on the rough cardboard surface.
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