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gosscao***ip half-forgotten, thecao***re still was in the world somethi,k of; but as I looked them over, the cucao***rious confirmation of the few casual words heard in my early youth evoked the memories of that distant time when everything was so fresh, perhaps, faces grown dim. . . . Perhaps, men’s passions in the dusk, shadows of hills in the sunshine, so surprising, so interesting; bits of strange coasts under the stars, so venturesome,