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A man of iron discipline, he went out to the dig every morning-dragging most of them with him-but he could hardly wait to get back to his new toy. Half the ushebtis-his choice, naturally-three small uninscribed cosmetic jars, an ivory headrest. You had better run along, David. He knew that he had enjoyed it himself, but the humor andfashion of its telling seemed to him of too simple and mild a variety inthat day of boisterous incident and exaggerated form.
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