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Rh What would you rather be then?

I can't think of anything just now; but I'll tell you later on.

Very well. But mind you, you aren't to call out and talk to strangers again.

But I love to talk to strangers!

Suppose they had kidnapped you?

That would have been splendid! But no one ever takes me away. They all want me to stay in here.