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Chapter 38

           Myeffortswereuseless—personalconsciousnesswasslippingfrommefast—thesky,thewaterandthemoonwhirledroundeachotherinagiddychaseforprecedence;—Icouldnotmove,formylimbsseemedfastenedtomychairwithweightsofiron,andIwasforafewminutesabsolutelypowerless.Thensuddenlymyvisioncleared(asIthought)—mysensesgrewvigorousandalert,...Iheardthesoundofsolemnmarchingmusic,andthere—thereinthefullradianceofthemoon,withathousandlightsgleamingforthfromhighcupolas,shonethe‘CityBeautiful’!

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