"I didn't know the machine had such stuff in it," said McClintock. It reminded her of one of the old tales her mother Marina had told her about a sculptor named Farhat. She resumed her on guard position, and glaring steadily at him, waited again. She had begun alone. That was how she projected it, and in general terms it seemed plausible and possible. “We are the music and you are the instrument,” she said; “we are verse and you are prose. She liked the high, easy swing of the thing over its big wheels, the quick clatter-patter of the horse, the passage of the teeming streets. She felt a little ashamed of herself, a bit of a hypocrite.
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