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’
My
God
,
what
a
generation
!
’
’
He
would
like
me
most
of
all
to
be
a
model
for
him
to
paint
from
.
Only
I
never
wanted
to
.
’
’
God
help
him
!
But
he
looks
down
-
trodden
enough
for
anything
.
’
’
Still
,
you
wouldn
’
t
mind
so
much
the
talk
about
him
?
’
’
My
God
,
Connie
,
all
the
bloody
contriving
!
’
’
I
know
!
It
’
s
sickening
!
But
what
can
I
do
?
’
’
Contriving
,
conniving
;
conniving
,
contriving
!
Makes
a
man
think
he
’
s
lived
too
long
.
’
’
Come
,
Father
,
if
you
haven
’
t
done
a
good
deal
of
contriving
and
conniving
in
your
time
,
you
may
talk
.
’
’
But
it
was
different
,
I
assure
you
.
’
’
It
’
s
always
different
.
’
