"One of us has got to die," he panted. ” She had had so much time to learn the violin that she often thought to herself that she ought to be much more skilled at it. ’ ‘No, sister, I know that, but—’ ‘You needn’t tell me. "By my shoul!" he exclaimed, smacking his lips, "dat ish goot—very goot. And now, when you come at last, you bring me this grandfather, and you dare to tell me I am like him. No, I thank you.
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