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And this new sound is so close to me; it is right at my shoulder, right at my ear, first on one side and then on the other, and I am used only to sounds that are more or less distant from me. AND THIS NEW SOUND IS SO CLOSE TO ME IT IS RIGHT AT MY SHOULDER RIGHT AT MY EAR FIRST ON ONE SIDE AND THEN ON THE OTHER AND I AM USED ONLY TO SOUNDS THAT ARE MORE OR LESS DISTANT FROM ME
along, before I can get in a protest. And always that same pretext is offered—it looks like the thing. There is the dodo, for instance. Says the moment one looks at it one sees at a glance that it “looks like a dodo.” It will have to keep that name, no doubt. It wearies me to fret about it, and it does no good, anyway. Dodo! It looks no more like a dodo than I do. Wednesday Built me a shelter against the rain, but could not have it to myself in peace. The new creature intruded. When I tried to put it out it shed water out of the holes it looks with, and wiped it away with the back of its paws, and made a noise such as some of the other animals make when they are in distress. I wish it would not talk; it is always talking. That sounds like a cheap fling at the poor creature, a slur; but I do not mean it so. I have never heard the human voice before, and any new and strange sound intruding itself here upon the solemn hush of these dreaming solitudes offends my ear and seems a false note. NAMES EVERYTHING THAT COMES ALONG BEFORE I CAN GET IN A PROTEST AND ALWAYS THAT SAME PRETEXT IS OFFERED IT LOOKS LIKE THE THING THERE IS THE DODO FOR INSTANCE SAYS THE MOMENT ONE LOOKS AT IT ONE SEES AT A GLANCE THAT IT LOOKS LIKE A DODO IT WILL HAVE TO KEEP THAT NAME NO DOUBT IT WEARIES ME TO FRET ABOUT IT AND IT DOES NO GOOD ANYWAY DODO IT LOOKS NO MORE LIKE A DODO THAN I DO WEDNESDAY BUILT ME A SHELTER AGAINST THE RAIN BUT COULD NOT HAVE IT TO MYSELF IN PEACE THE NEW CREATURE INTRUDED WHEN I TRIED TO PUT IT OUT IT SHED WATER OUT OF THE HOLES IT LOOKS WITH AND WIPED IT AWAY WITH THE BACK OF ITS PAWS AND MADE A NOISE SUCH AS SOME OF THE OTHER ANIMALS MAKE WHEN THEY ARE IN DISTRESS I WISH IT WOULD NOT TALK IT IS ALWAYS TALKING THAT SOUNDS LIKE A CHEAP FLING AT THE POOR CREATURE A SLUR BUT I DO NOT MEAN IT SO I HAVE NEVER HEARD THE HUMAN VOICE BEFORE AND ANY NEW AND STRANGE SOUND INTRUDING ITSELF HERE UPON THE SOLEMN HUSH OF THESE DREAMING SOLITUDES OFFENDS MY EAR AND SEEMS A FALSE NOTE
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