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"No fuss!" said Mr. Polly. "Passing Remark. I don't like it, O' Man,
that's all."
"Can't help it, if the wind blows my stror," said Mr. Rumbold, still
far from clear about it....
"It isn't ordinary civility," said Mr. Polly.
"Got to unpack 'ow it suits me. Can't unpack with the stror blowing
into one's eyes."
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Needn't unpack like a pig rooting for truffles, need you?"
Truffles?"
Needn't unpack like a pig."
Mr. Rumbold apprehended something.
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Pig!" he said, impressed. "You calling me a pig?"
It's the side I seem to get of you."
'Ere," said Mr. Rumbold, suddenly fierce and shouting and marking his
point with gesticulated jampots, "you go indoors. I don't want no row
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