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Excerpt from The Green Eyes of Bast
Standing in the shelter of the little hut, I listened to the rain dripping from over-reaching branches and to the gurgling of a turgid little stream which ¿owed along the gutter near my feet whilst now and again swift gusts Of the expiring tempest would set tossing the branches of the trees which lined the way.
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