The laugh, pitched in a high key and coming from a So muscular frame, seemed like the whinny of an elephant. The stars of heaven were falling upon the earth like the figs cast by the fig-tree which the wind has shaken. And the glimmering souls passed away, sustained and failing, merged in a moving breath. He left the hearth quickly and went towards the landing to oversee the arrival of the first arts' class.
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