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on of the few casual words heard in my early youth evoked the memories of that distant time when everything was so fresh, gojjijj [/b[b]jjijj ]ssipjjijj half-forgotten, so venturesome, so interesting; bits of strange coasts under the stars, faces grown dim. . . . Perhaps, perhaps, shadows of hills in the sunshine, so surprising, men’s passions in the dusk, there still was in the world something to write about. Yet I did not see anything at first in the mere story. A ras,