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Je connaissais Manon: pourquoi m'affliger tant d'un malheur que j'avais dû prévoir. / - Manon Lescaut
The gale had blown itself out into a wonderful fresh day, with clear spaces of sky, and a high wind rolling boulders of cumulus down the blue slopes of air.