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The delicate door bell
May 13, 2013 | Views: 113
Then I got a big pebble from the river, and came and hammered till I had flattened a coil in the decorations, and the verdigris came off in powdery flakes. The delicate little people must have heard me door bell intercom hammering in gusty outbreaks a mile away on either hand, but nothing came of it. I saw a crowd of them upon the slopes, looking furtively at me. At last, hot and tired, I sat down to watch the place. But I was too restless to watch long; I am too Occidental for a long vigil.
I could work at a problem for years, but to wait inactive for twenty-four hours that is another matter. I got up after a time, and began walking aimlessly through the bushes towards the hill again. Patience, said I to myself. If you want your machine again you must leave that sphinx alone. If they mean to take your machine away, it's little good your wrecking their bronze panels, and if door bell
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