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Mass in D last night, and on Wednesday to hear Mendelssohn's
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Walpurgis Nacht and Beethoven's
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Symphony in B, so that we have had two musical treats this week; but the enjoyment of such things is much diminished by the gas and bad air. Indeed, our long addiction to a quiet life, in which our daily walk among the still grass and trees was a _fête_ to us, has unfitted us for the sacrifices that London demands. Don't think about reading
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Silas Marner