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"And if he left off dreaming about you, where do you suppose you'd be? ... You'd be nowhere. Why, you're only a sort of thing in his dream! If that there King was to wake you'd go out -- bang! -- just like a candle!"

"Hush! You'll be waking him, I'm afraid, if you make so much noise."

"Well it's no use your talking about waking him when you're only one of the things in his dream. You know very well you're not real."

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

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"Make me a dress that looks like this. Oh you have material for two. Make me two."

"Okay, chipilona, do I have a few days or do you need it right away?"

"I want to wear the yellow one Thursday."

"The orange is very pretty."

"It's not really orange. I think it's salmon."

"Sal-mon."

"The l is silent. Salmon."

"Oh yes. I hear it better now. Salmon. Well then Thursday. I will cut them and sew them very fast. If you do not want the green I will cut the green for me."

"I don't want the green. Though it's a gorgeous green. But the original is green."

"Okay well I think the green is very cute. But I will use it to practice so yours come out okay."

"They'll come out beautiful. Everything always does."

"Hmf. You say. But you know what it is to practice and have it turn out very ugly."

"I do. Yes."

"And it hurts more when the practice is for somebody else."

***

"and what is the use of a book...without pictures or conversations?"


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