Idiote. “You need not be alarmed,” he said. I must say what I have to say!”
“But not now—not here. "I can readily see,"
he said, "why you'll always be as poor as a church mouse. ’
Lucy giggled. Get the pole out of your ass. I’ll feel fine as soon
as I get out of my wet clothes. Standing on tiptoe, on a joint-stool, placed upon the bench, with his back to the
door, and a clasp-knife in his hand, this youngster, instead of executing his
appointed task, was occupied in carving his name upon a beam, overhead. It is enough to make
a man throw away canvas and brushes into the bottomless precipices, enough to
make one weep with despair at his utter and absolute impotence.
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