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"You've got to make butterflies of the wire-loops, you know, to hold the clay up, or it'll slump down off the iron headpiece soon as you get your head set up," explained her instructor in an agreeable tone. "It's easier to set up a head than a figure, I can tell you——" "Perhaps I can assist you." "Well, why not you and Alfred come along and make it a family party, if that is what suits Bill, the boss?".
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