1. She had been built
for canvas and oil-lamps, and this new thingumajig that kept her nose snoring at
eight knots when normally she was able to boil along at ten, and these
unblinking things they called lamps (that neither smoked nor smelled), irked and
threatened to ruin her temper. "
"He's let out for a few hours," laughed Kneebone; "but he's going back again
after supper. That dress she has on—my mother might have worn it. She was going through with that,
anyhow. Come and have lunch with
me. ’ She counted off on her fingers. "
"They shall have it, then," replied his better half, rising. He was just
as much a greater master than any other I ever saw, as he was a greater judge of
time and measure.
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