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“He said, ‘I could of shot some doves or some squirrels this mornin’.’
‘A fine time to think of it. Go tell the men-folks to wash theirselves and come to table.’
He called them. The three men went outside to the water-shelf and slapped water over their faces, dabbled their hands. He brought them a clean towel.
Doc said, ‘Blest if I don’t get hungry when I’m sober.’
Mill-wheel said, ‘Whiskey’s a food. I could live on whiskey.’”

—From The Yearling, by Marjorie Kinnan Rawlings

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