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 I'm over here to tell you what you are, Jane Wayland, And to make you rather sorry, I should say, for being so."—

"Tell me what you're saying to me now, John Gorham, Or you'll never see as much of me as ribbons any more; I'll vanish in as many ways as I have toes and fingers, And you'll not follow far for one where flocks have been before."—

"I'm sorry now you never saw the flocks, Jane Wayland, But you're the one to make of them as many as you need.