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“Myopinion,miss,”returnedMr.Cruncher,“isasyou’reright.
LikewisewotI’llstandbyyou,rightorwrong.”
“Iamsodistractedwithfearandhopeforourprecious
creatures,”saidMissPross,wildlycrying,“thatIamincapableof
forminganyplan.Areyoucapableofforminganyplan,mydear
goodMr.Cruncher?”
“Respectin’afuturespearo’life,miss,”returnedMr.Cruncher,
“Ihopeso.Respectin’anypresentuseo’thishereblessedold
heado’mine,Ithinknot.Wouldyoudomethefavour,miss,to
takenoticeo’twopromisesandwowswotitismywishesfurto
recordinthisherecrisis?”
“Oh,forgracioussake!”criedMissPross,stillwildlycrying,
“recordthematonce,andgetthemoutoftheway,likean
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excellentman.”
“First,”saidMr.Cruncher,whowasallinatremble,andwho
spokewithanashyandsolemnvisage,“thempoorthingswellout
o’this,nevernomorewillI