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balloons, which have ascended at various points,
and killed many aeronauts.
The next morning I leave Dieppe, uttering a
benediction on the house, over whose well-deserved
happiness my sadness had cast a
shadow.
Since I do not wish to believe in the interference
of supernatural powers, I imagine that
I am the victim of a nervous illness. Accordingly,
I make up my mind to go to Sweden and
see a physician who is a friend of mine.
As a memorial of Dieppe, I take a piece of
iron-ore which has a trefoil shape like a Gothic
window, and is marked with the sign of a Maltese
cross. A child has found it on the shore,
and tells me that these stones fall from the sky
and are cast by the waves on the land. I believe
him willingly, and keep the gift as a talisman,
the significance of which is hidden from me.
(On the coast of Brittany the coast-dwellers are
accustomed after storms to collect stones shaped
like crosses, with a gold-like shimmer. These
stones are called “staurolites.”)
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