And now, come and sit by me, my dear, and let's have a little quiet chat together. Chapter IV THE TEMPERAMENT OF AN ARTIST “You may sit there and smoke, and look out upon your wonderful Paris,” Anna said lightly. My poor brain is so mixed, dear, I hardly know what I am saying. But it was of no avail. .
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