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"Yes, yes, how was it now?" he thought, going over his dream.

"Now, how was it? To be sure! Alabin was giving a dinner at

Darmstadt; no, not Darmstadt, but something American. Yes, but

then, Darmstadt was in America. Yes, Alabin was giving a dinner

on glass tables, and the tables sang, Il mio tesoro-not Il mio

tesoro though, but something better, and there were some sort of

little decanters on the table, and they were women, too," he

remembered.