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Phantastes

CHAPTER XI
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I then arose, and swam to the edge, where I got out easily, for the water reached the very brim, and, as I drew near washed in tiny waves over the black marble border.

I dressed, and went out, deeply refreshed.
And now I began to discern faint, gracious forms, here and there throughout the building.

Some walked together in earnest conversation.
Others strayed alone.

Some stood in groups, as if looking at and talking about a picture or a statue.

None of them heeded me.


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