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 [Scratching his forehead]

It’s the limit!

[With his hand to his ear] What?

I say seven years is the limit.

[The clock in the tower strikes one.]

What’s that?

Oh, that’s Dickery Dock. He is a perfect nuisance. I wish he would let that old clock alone. Personally I dislike him.