“Glaciers?” she said. Her fingers closed upon it instinctively. Dolls. Edgeworth Bess and Poll Maggot are dying to see you. I imagine that even you must realize that this is of some importance. “I wish,” she said, “that you would leave off looking at me as though I were something grisly. I wasn't taught that; I simply fell into it from contact. See paragraph 1.
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