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The Russian Corpse 17

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LOMOV. I assure you that his lower jaw is shorter than the upper.
NATALYA STEPANOVNA. Have you measured?
LOMOV. Yes. He’s all right at following, of course, but if you want him to get hold of anything . .
NATALYA STEPANOVNA. In the first place, our Squeezer is a thoroughbred animal, the son of
Harness and Chisels, while there’s no getting at the pedigree of your dog at all. . . . He’s old
and as ugly as a wornout
LOMOV. He is old, but I wouldn’t take five Squeezers for him. . . . Why, how can you? . . .
Guess is a dog; as for Squeezer, well, it’s too funny to argue. . . . Anybody you like has a dog
as good as Squeezer . . . you may find them under every bush almost. Twentyfive
would be a handsome price to pay for him.
NATALYA STEPANOVNA. There’s some demon of contradiction in you today,
Vassilevitch. First you pretend that the Meadows are yours; now, that Guess is better than
Squeezer. I don’t like people who don’t say what they mean, because you know perfectly well
that Squeezer is a hundred times better than your silly Guess. Why do you want to say it isn’t?