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know it, it was the first time that he had experienced, quite
undiluted with foreign emotions, the sense of beauty. They
sat on a bench, the three of them, for the others had gone on,
and while the girls talked in rapid German, Philip, indiffer-
ent to their proximity, feasted his eyes.
‘By Jove, I am happy,’ he said to himself unconsciously.
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