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"Why-hello-Mr. Whitman."
It was not till I heard her voice that I realized how much it mattered to me, whether she spoke or not. Somehow or other we got out of the door onto the Avenue de l'Opera.
"Which way are you going?" she asked.
"Nowhere in particular. May I walk along with you?"
So here I was in Paris walking beside Suzanne. I su