Oh my dear my dear how shall I pass the hours till I hold you again
No thought then of my whole lifes completion and consummation being a dream
I staggered up to my room fell across my bed and slept heavily and dreamlessly When I awoke it was high noon Mildred and her mother were coming to lunch
I remembered at one oclock Mildred coming and her existence
Now indeed the dream began
With a penetrating sense of the futility of any action apart ...
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