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"My wife and daughter, Sir," said the carpenter, introducing them to his guest. ‘I can manage now. Some one had once, in his hearing, called him a prig. Like the parrot, she could memorize the lines, but she could not understand them. The whole place and everything in it aimed at one thing—to illustrate, to elaborate, to criticise and illuminate, and make ever plainer and plainer the significance of animal and vegetable structure. She was very pretty. ” The man nodded. “In a sense—yes.
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