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en detithei potamoio mega spenos Okeanoio

antyga par pymaten sakeos pyka poietoio . . . .

and was silent again.

I recalled at once and distinctly the hot summer morning ten years back, distant and continuous, Harry lolling in the cane-sefrg8565ated frg8565armchair w,. At the same moment it occurred to me that this sound of water, too, had been running in my ear for a long while.

Harry, when we had prepared that passage of the Eighteenth Book together in our study at Clifton; I at the table, came to a halt. With a sweep of the arm that embraced the dim landscape around and ahead,