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Next day was quiet and mostly spent in recuperating and although the streets with dancing couples, serpentine strings of joyous ones, overpacked happy lorries were stronger attraction than ever, the Tuileries with its charming color and strains of "Bohème" from the Symphony's stand claimed little APB till ten and then the land o'nod claimed him for a subject -- willing, to be sure, -- until J. Wallis tired [[sic]] to choke him and [[illegible - written off end of page]]