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--
My
dear
man
,
said
Cranly
urbanely
,
you
are
incapable
,
do
you
know
,
absolutely
incapable
of
thinking
.
--
But
do
you
know
,
Temple
went
on
,
what
I
think
of
you
and
of
myself
compared
together
?
--
Out
with
it
,
Temple
!
the
stout
student
cried
from
the
steps
.
Get
it
out
in
bits
!
Temple
turned
right
and
left
,
making
sudden
feeble
gestures
as
he
spoke
.
--
I
'm
a
ballocks
,
he
said
,
shaking
his
head
in
despair
.
I
am
and
I
know
I
am
.
And
I
admit
it
that
I
am
.
Dixon
patted
him
lightly
on
the
shoulder
and
said
mildly
:
--
And
it
does
you
every
credit
,
Temple
.
--
But
he
,
Temple
said
,
pointing
to
Cranly
,
he
is
a
ballocks
,
too
,
like
me
.
Only
he
does
n't
know
it
.
And
that
's
the
only
difference
I
see
.
A
burst
of
laughter
covered
his
words
.
But
he
turned
again
to
Stephen
and
said
with
a
sudden
eagerness
:
