Pat Bliggins approached the receptacle and deposited a prodigiously overgrown, forked, dusty carrot, miraculously endowed with powers of emotion, for several wrinkles beneath its green feathery top betrayed extreme agitation.,
“Some of the real stuff,” he requested, “just to make these folks realize they haven’t begun to live yet.”,
“O, that chestnut!” scornfully ejaculated Isobel..
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