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I see that I am a beast—I beg your pardon, bête—and an imbecile, and an idiot. They embarked upon an open and declared friendship. ‘And if he is dead I know not. "So the wheelman told you? I've always spoken it, though I can neither read nor write it. McClintock would bang his fist upon the table. Even now I do not understand. It filled his thoughts for the rest of the day, and became an obsession. Amid a litter of nails without heads, screws without worms, and locks without wards, lay a glue-pot and an oilstone, two articles which their owner was wont to term "his right hand and his left.
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