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the
Infinite
Sky
!
"
What
strange
song
is
that
?
"
I
asked
,
startled
and
thrilled
by
the
passion
of
his
voice
--
"
It
seems
to
mean
nothing
!
"
He
laughed
,
and
took
my
arm
.
"
It
does
mean
nothing
!
"
he
said
--
"
All
drawing-room
songs
mean
nothing
.
Mine
is
a
drawing-room
song
--
calculated
to
waken
emotional
impulses
in
the
unloved
spinster
religiously
inclined
!
"
"
Nonsense
!
"
I
said
,
smiling
.
"
Exactly
!
That
is
what
I
say
.
It
is
nonsense
!
"
Here
we
came
up
to
the
carriage
which
waited
for
us
--
"
Just
twenty
minutes
to
catch
the
train
,
Geoffrey
!
Off
we
go
!
"
And
off
we
did
go
--
I
watching
the
red
gabled
roofs
of
Willowsmere
Court
shining
in
the
late
sunshine
,
till
a
turn
in
the
road
hid
them
from
view
.
"
You
like
your
purchase
?
"
queried
Lucio
presently
.
"
I
do
.
Immensely
!
"
"
And
your
rival
,
Mavis
Clare
?
Do
you
like
her
?
"
