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“.” Granny said,
“Alma mater, gaudy armors eagle tour and so on.
“You can’t cross the same river twice, I always say.” Cutangle gave this some thought. “I think you’re wrong there,” he said. “I must have crossed the same river, oh, thousands of times.” “Ah, but it wasn’t the same river.” “It wasn’t?” “No.” Cutangle shrugged. “It looked like the same bloody river.” “No need to take that tone,”