_This is the hitale of the visible world and in particular, that of mygod-children, Toby-Dog and Kiki-the-Demure. They are so natural--I usethe word in the sense in which it is applicable to the savages of0ceania--that all their acts conspire to make of life, a somewhat simpleproposition. These are animals in the fullest sense of theword--animos--if I may employ the original orthography, capable ofexclaiming with those of Faust_: "The fool knows it not! He knows notthe pot, He knows not the kettle."

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_And as such, Madame, you have placed them exactly where they should be:their earthly Paradise is the apartment of Monsieur Willy. In yoursalon, the probable palm and rubber-plant give the impression ofluxuriant Edenic flora, relatively speaking, and illustrate thetransmogrification which is to allow M. Gaston Deschamps--critic of a_"Temps" _plus-que-passe--to announce to the ferociouserness (where he speaksfamiliarly of Chateaubriand), and to the College de France, how well hecan admire and comprehend a true poet_.

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