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"It is all your doing. How wretched we should have been had we never seen you!" she says, with tears of gratitude in her eyes. It is Paul Rodney. Opposite to her is a pig, sitting quite erect, and staring at her blankly, without the slightest regard to etiquette or nice feeling. He is plainly full of anxiety, yet without power to express it, except in so far as his tail may aid him, which is limp and prostrate, its very curl being a thing of the past. If any man has impugned the sagacity of pigs, that man has erred! "It is for my sake; but it will break my heart.".