The 9.43
true. I have my own business to attend to in the city without always thinking about marking-ink. But what has that got to do with it? And why bring it in? We are not talking about marking-ink; we are talking about trains!"
She said that I began it, and of course I pointed out to her that I had done nothing of the kind.
We argued for some little time as to which of us had begun it, and then Eliza said, in her spiteful way—
"We are not talking about which of us began it; we are talking about trains!"
"It's very little use talking to you about trains. I know you're wrong! I would stake my life, cheerfully, that it is 9.53, and not 9.43. But you'd never own you're wrong; you're too obstinate for that!"
"Of course I don't own I'm wrong, because I'm not wrong! That would be silly!" she added, reflectively. "Even if it was 9.53, I shouldn't be wrong. All I said was, that
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