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1 From the ballroom beneath, muffled and suffocating chords were drifting up on hot waves of air.
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2 A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about.
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3 He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way.
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4 They had spent a year in France, for no particular reason, and then drifted here and there unrestfully wherever people played polo and were rich together.
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5 Then he drifted back to Lake Superior, and he was still searching for something to do on the day that Dan Cody's yacht dropped anchor in the shallows along shore.
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6 Her glance left me and sought the lighted top of the steps where "Three o'Clock in the Morning," a neat, sad little waltz of that year, was drifting out the open door.
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7 At the grey tea hour there were always rooms that throbbed incessantly with this low sweet fever, while fresh faces drifted here and there like rose petals blown by the sad horns around the floor.
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8 This was a permanent move, said Daisy over the telephone, but I didn't believe it--I had no sight into Daisy's heart but I felt that Tom would drift on forever seeking a little wistfully for the dramatic turbulence of some irrecoverable football game.
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9 The lawn started at the beach and ran toward the front door for a quarter of a mile, jumping over sun-dials and brick walks and burning gardens--finally when it reached the house drifting up the side in bright vines as though from the momentum of its run.
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