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[Treftz <dig...@ea...>]

Fare, joined in the race of cabs flying as for life toward the
East--past the Park, where the trees, new-leafed, were swinging their
skirts like ballet-dancers in the wind; past the Stoics' and the other
clubs, rattling, jingling, jostling for the lead, shooti