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moment the whole transparency, with a puffing, crackling, spitting noise, went up in flames, and Mademoiselle Weichbrodt gave a little shriek and a side-spring of unexpected picturesqueness and agility, and got herself out of the way of the rain of flying sparks.
As Hanno recalled the leap which the old spinster performed, he giggled nervously for several minutes into his pillow.
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