Yes , yes , it 's all right . It 's a box of dolls ' eyes for my daughters ' work . I wish it was her own sight in a box , John . '' `` I wish it was , or could be ! '' cried the Carrier . `` Thankee , '' said the little man . `` You speak very hearty . To think that she should never see the Dolls -- and them a staring at her , so bold , all day long ! That 's where it cuts . What 's the damage , John ? '' `` I 'll damage you , '' said John , `` if you inquire . Dot ! Very near ? '' `` Well ! it 's like you to say so , '' observed the little man . `` It 's your kind way . Let me see . I think that 's all . '' `` I think not , '' said the Carrier . `` Try again . ''
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