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"He never let me keep a dog or a cat about the house. “Forgive me,” he said. "Here, Poll, help me!" Thus exhorted, Mrs. Enschede—that's a queer name. I worshipped her and subdued myself. They are blinded to all fine and subtle things —they look at life with bloodshot eyes and dilated nostrils.
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