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Portrait of Miles Franklin Miles Franklin My Brilliant Career — Chapter XXVIII (1901)

I closed it with a feeling of such keen disappointment that I had difficulty in suppressing tears.
"Won't it play?" inquired Mr M'Swat.
"No; the keys stay down."
"Then, Rose Jane, go ye an' pick 'em up while she tries again."
I tried again, Rose Jane fishing up the keys as I went along. I perceived instantly that not one had the least ear for music or idea what it was; so I beat on the demented piano with both hands, and often with all fingers at once, and the bigger row I made the better they liked it.
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Portrait of Miles Franklin Miles Franklin My Brilliant Career — Chapter XXVIII (1901)

Six dogs, two pet lambs, two or three pigs, about XX fowls, eight children which seemed a dozen, and Mrs M'Swat bundled out through the back door at our approach. Those children, not through poverty--M'Swat made a boast of his substantial banking account--but on account of ignorance and slatternliness, were the dirtiest urchins I have ever seen, and were so ragged that those parts of them which should have been covered were exposed to view. The majority of them had red hair and wide hanging-open mouths. Mrs M'Swat was a great, fat, ignorant, pleasant-looking woman, shockingly dirty and untidy.
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