PLANTIN

SOLID

ю/ю PT Immediately after lunch I returned to the Luxembourg,
and soon I saw my friend giving his arm with old-world
politeness to a tiny little old lady in black, to whom I was
introduced. It was La Castris, the famous ballerina, toast of
princes, favourite of the King, idol of all that courtly age,
which seems to have left behind a haunting perfume of
gallantry in the world.

We sat down on a bench; it was May. The scent of
flowers was wafted along the trim walks; the cheerful
sunshine streamed through the leaves, splashing us with
pools of light. La Castris’ black dress seemed drenched
with liquid gold.

The garden was deserted; the rumble of traffic could be

SOLID

11/11 PT Immediately after lunch I returned to the Luxem¬
bourg, and soon I saw my friend giving his arm with
old-world politeness to a tiny little old lady in black,
to whom I was introduced. It was La Castris, the
famous ballerina, toast of princes, favourite of the
King, idol of all that courtly age, which seems to have
left behind a haunting perfume of gallantry in the
world.

We sat down on a bench; it was May. The scent of
flowers was wafted along the trim walks; the cheerful
sunshine streamed through the leaves, splashing us
with pools of light. La Castris’ black dress seemed

2PT LEADED

10/12 PT Immediately after lunch I returned to the Luxembourg,
and soon I saw my friend giving his arm with old-world
politeness to a tiny little old lady in black, to whom I was
introduced. It was La Castris, the famous ballerina, toast of
princes, favourite of the King, idol of all that courtly age,
which seems to have left behind a haunting perfume of
gallantry in the world.

We sat down on a bench; it was May. The scent of
flowers was wafted along the trim walks; the cheerful
sunshine streamed through the leaves, splashing us with
pools of light. La Castris’ black dress seemed drenched
with liquid gold.

2PTLEADED

п/13 PT Immediately after lunch I returned to the Luxem¬
bourg, and soon I saw my friend giving his arm with
old-world politeness to a tiny little old lady in black,
to whom I was introduced. It was La Castris, the
famous ballerina, toast of princes, favourite of the
King, idol of all that courtly age, which seems to have
left behind a haunting perfume of gallantry in the
world.

We sat down on a bench; it was May. The scent of
flowers was wafted along the trim walks; the cheerful
sunshine streamed through the leaves, splashing us

4PT LEADED

ю/14 PT Immediately after lunch I returned to the Luxembourg,
and soon I saw my friend giving his arm with old-world
politeness to a tiny little old lady in black, to whom I was
introduced. It was La Castris, the famous ballerina, toast of
princes, favourite of the King, idol of all that courtly age,
which seems to have left behind a haunting perfume of
gallantry in the world.

We sat down on a bench; it was May The scent of
flowers was wafted along the trim walks; the cheerful
sunshine streamed through the leaves, splashing us with

4PT LEADED

11/15 PT Immediately after lunch I returned to the Luxem¬
bourg, and soon I saw my friend giving his arm with
old-world politeness to a tiny little old lady in black,
to whom I was introduced. It was La Castris, the
famous ballerina, toast of princes, favourite of the
King, idol of all that courtly age, which seems to have
left behind a haunting perfume of gallantry in the
world.

We sat down on a bench; it was May. The scent of

4PT LEADED, CONDENSED TO THE CHARACTER WIDTH OF 9PT

ю/14 PT Immediately after lunch I returned to the Luxembourg, and soon
I saw my friend giving his arm with old-world politeness to a tiny
little old lady in black, to whom I was introduced. It was La
Castris, the famous ballerina, toast of princes, favourite of the
King, idol of all that courtly age, which seems to have left behind
a haunting perfume of gallantry in the world.

We sat down on a bench; it was May. The scent of flowers was
wafted along the trim walks; the cheerful sunshine streamed
through the leaves, splashing us with pools of light. La Castris’
black dress seemed drenched with liquid gold.

4PT LEADED, CONDENSED TO THE CHARACTER WIDTH OF 10PT

п/15 PT Immediately after lunch I returned to the Luxembourg,
and soon I saw my friend giving his arm with old-world
politeness to a tiny little old lady in black, to whom I was
introduced. It was La Castris, the famous ballerina, toast of
princes, favourite of the King, idol of all that courtly age,
which seems to have left behind a haunting perfume of
gallantry in the world.

We sat down on a bench; it was May. The scent of
flowers was wafted along the trim walks; the cheerful

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