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This all happened on the banks of the Seine, above St. Cloud -- above Suresne, in fact, or rather its bridge -- the new one that has pieced out the old one with the quaint stone arches that we love.
A silver-gray haze, a pure French gray, hung over the river, softening the sky-line of the near-by hills, and making ghosts of a row of gendarme poplars guarding the opposite bank.