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And England fell away, and the smoke of its factories, and the round material world that goes humming round the sun vexed and pursued by time, until there appeared the eternal and ancient lands of Romance lying low by mystical seas. AND ENGLAND FELL AWAY AND THE SMOKE OF ITS FACTORIES AND THE ROUND MATERIAL WORLD THAT GO HUMMING ROUND THE SUN VEXED AND PURSUED BY TIME UNTIL THERE APPEARED THE ETERNAL AND ANCIENT LANDS OF ROMANCE LYING LOW BY MYSTICAL SEAS
nd a low-necked evening dress; for a painter was but just now painting her portrait and neither she nor the painter saw anything odd in the strange combination. She did not notice the roar of the dragon's golden scales, nor distinguish above the manifold lights of London the small, red glare of his eyes. He suddenly lifted his head, a blaze of gold, over the balcony; he did not appear a yellow dragon then, for his glistening scales reflected the beauty that London puts upon her only at evening and night. She screamed, but to no knight, nor knew what knight to call on, nor guessed where were the dragons' overthrowers of far, romantic days, nor what mightier game they chased, or what wars they waged; perchance they were busy even then arming for Armageddon. Out of the balcony of her father's house in Prince of Wales' Square, the painted dark-green balcony that grew blacker every year, the dragon lifted Miss Cubbidge and spread his rattling wings, and London fell away like an old fashion. WALKING BOOTS AND A HAT AND A LOW NECKED EVENING DRESS FOR A PAINTER WAS BUT JUST NOW PAINTING HER PORTRAIT AND NEITHER SHE NOR THE PAINTER SAW ANYTHING ODD IN THIS STRANGE COMBINATION SHE DID NOT NOTICE THE ROAR OF THE DRAGON'S GOLDEN SCALES NOR DISTINGUISH ABOVE THE MANIFOLD LIGHTS OF LONDON THE SMALL RED GLARE OF HIS EYES HE SUDDENLY LIFTED HIS HEAD A BLAZE OF GOLD OVER THE BALCONY HE DID NOT APPEAR A YELLOW DRAGON THEN FOR HIS GLISTENING SCALES REFLECTED THE BEAUTY THAT LONDON PUTS UPON HER ONLY AT EVENING AND NIGHT SHE SCREAMED BUT TO NO NIGHT NOR KNEW WHAT NIGHT TO CALL ON NOR GUESSED WHERE WERE THE DRAGON'S OVERTHROWS OF FAR ROMANTIC DAYS NOR WHAT MIGHTIER GAME THEY CHASED OR WHAT WARS THEY WAGED PERCHANCE THEY WERE BUSY EVEN THEN ARMING FOR ARMOR GETTIN OUT OF THE BALCONY OF HER FATHER'S HOUSE IN PRINCE OF WALES SQUARE THE PAINTED DARK GREEN BALCONY THAT GREW BLACKER EVERY YEAR THE DRAGON LIFTED MISS CUBBAGE AND SPREAD HIS RATTLING WINGS AND LONDON FELL AWAY LIKE AN OLD FASHION
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