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Hichens, Robert Smythe, 1864-1950

"A Spirit in Prison"

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"I believe you are feeling good all over, Monsieur Emile."
"San Gennaro knows I am."
He drank some tea, and ate some toast, spreading the butter upon it
with voluptuous deliberation.
"Then I'm sure he's pleased."
"Paris, hateful Paris!"
"Oh, but that's abusive. A person who feels good all over should not
say that."
"You are right, Vere. But when are you not right? You ought always to
wear your hair down, mon enfant, and always to have just been
bathing."
"And you ought always to have just been travelling."
"It is true that a dreadful past can be a blessing as well as a curse.
It is profoundly true. Why have I never realized that before?"
"If I am twelve and a half, I think you are about--about--"
"For the love of the sea make it under twenty, Vere."
"Nineteen, then."
"Were you going to make it under twenty?"
"Yes, I was."
"I don't believe you. Yes, I do, I do! You are an artist. You realize
that truth is a question of feeling, not a question of fact.


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