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sweet and fresh after the storm.
    The  asylum was asleep. The white  frosted-glass  bulbs in  the  silent
corridors  were extinguished  and  in  their  place  glowed  the  weak  blue
night-lights. The  nurses'  cautious  footsteps  were  heard  less and  less
frequently walking the rubber-tiled floor of the corridor.
    Ivan now lay in sweet lassitude ; glancing at his bedside lamp, then at
the dim  ceiling  light and at the moon rising in the  dark,  he  talked  to
himself.
    'I wonder why I got so excited about Berlioz  falling under that tram?
'  the poet reasoned.  ' After all he's dead, and we all die some time. It's




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