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Side by side with the cheese (its never-failing accompaniment, in all seasons, at the carpenter's board) came a tankard of swig, and a toast. “I believe,” he said slowly, “that I shall do best to throw myself upon your consideration and tell you the truth. When I absorb a fact, my brain weighs the fact carefully and stores it away. She was strong, not unlike a pack mule or a camel; she thought to herself and smirked. Do you understand?” “I do not,” he answered. Was there anything at all in those locked rooms of her aunt’s mind? Were they fully furnished and only a little dusty and cobwebby and in need of an airing, or were they stark vacancy except, perhaps, for a cockroach or so or the gnawing of a rat? What was the mental equivalent of a rat’s gnawing? The image was going astray.
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