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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from A Collection of Beatrix Potter by Beatrix Potter: yesterday. Show me your licence?"
Pigling stared at the off hind
shoe of the grocer's horse which
had picked up a stone.
The grocer flicked his whip--
"Papers? Pig licence?" Pigling
fumbled in all his pockets, and
handed up the papers. The grocer
read them, but still seemed dissatisfied.
"This here pig is a young
lady; is her name Alexander?"
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