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"I sometimes escaped from the office, and sat for whole days with Preciosa. I told her the strange things I had seen with my mystic glasses. The hours were not enough for the wild romances which I raved in her ear. She listened, astonished and appalled. Her blue eyes turned upon me with sweet deprecation. I SOMETIMES ESCAPED FROM THE OFFICE AND SAT FOR WHOLE DAYS WITH PRECIOSA I TOLD HER THE STRANGE THINGS I HAD SEEN WITH MY MYSTIC GLASSES THE HOURS WERE NOT ENOUGH FOR THE WILD ROMANCES WHICH I RAVED IN HER EAR SHE LISTENED ASTONISHED AND APPALLED HER BLUE EYES TURNED UPON ME WITH SWEET DEPRECATION
. In a world where prize pork was the best excellence, he would have carried off all the premiums. "I stepped into the next office in the street, and a mild-faced; genial man, also a large and opulent merchant, asked me my business in such a tone, that I instantly looked through my spectacles, and saw a land flowing with milk and honey. There I pitched my tent, and staid till the good man died, and his business was discontinued. "But while there," said Titbottom, and his voice trembled away into a sigh, "I first saw Preciosa. Despite the spectacles, I saw Preciosa. For days, for weeks, for months, I did not take my spectacles with me. I ran away from them, I threw them up on high shelves, I tried to make up my mind to throw them into the sea, or down the well. I could not, I would not, I dared not, look at Preciosa through the spectacles. It was not possible for me deliberately to destroy them; but I awoke in the night, and could almost have cursed my dear old grandfather for his gift. ARD WITH A BRISK SENSITIVE SMARTNESS IN A WORLD WHERE PRIZE PORK WAS THE BEST EXCELLENCE HE WOULD HAVE CARRIED OFF ALL THE PREMIUMS I STEPPED INTO THE NEXT OFFICE IN THE STREET AND A MILD FACED GENIAL MAN ALSO A LARGE AND OPULENT MERCHANT ASKED ME MY BUSINESS IN SUCH A TONE THAT I INSTANTLY LOOKED THROUGH MY SPECTACLES AND SAW A LAND FLOWING WITH MILK AND HONEY THERE I PITCHED MY TENT AND STAYED TILL THE GOOD MAN DIED AND HIS BUSINESS WAS DISCONTINUED BUT WHILE THERE SAID TIT BOTTOM AND HIS VOICE TREMBLED AWAY INTO A SIGH I FIRST SAW PRECIOSA DESPITE THE SPECTACLES I SAW PRECIOSA FOR DAYS FOR WEEKS FOR MONTHS I DID NOT TAKE MY SPECTACLES WITH ME I RAN AWAY FROM THEM I THREW THEM UP ON HIGH SHELVES I TRIED TO MAKE UP MY MIND TO THROW THEM INTO THE SEA OR DOWN THE WELL I COULD NOT I WOULD NOT I DARED NOT LOOK AT PRECIOSA THROUGH THE SPECTACLES IT WAS NOT POSSIBLE FOR ME DELIBERATELY TO DESTROY THEM BUT I AWOKE IN THE NIGHT AND COULD ALMOST HAVE CURSED MY DEAR OLD GRANDFATHER FOR HIS GIFT
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