`` Whence can the box have come ? '' Pandora continually kept saying to herself and to Epimetheus . `` And what in the world can be inside of it ? '' `` Always talking about this box ! '' said Epimetheus , at last ; for he had grown extremely tired of the subject . `` I wish , dear Pandora , you would try to talk of something else . Come , let us go and gather some ripe figs , and eat them under the trees , for our supper . And I know a vine that has the sweetest and juiciest grapes you ever tasted . '' `` Always talking about grapes and figs ! '' cried Pandora , pettishly . `` Well , then , '' said Epimetheus , who was a very good-tempered child , like a multitude of children in those days , `` let us run out and have a merry time with our playmates . '' `` I am tired of merry times , and do n't care if I never have any more ! '' answered our pettish little Pandora . `` And , besides , I never do have any . This ugly box ! I am so taken up with thinking about it all the time . I insist upon your telling me what is inside of it . '' `` As I have already said , fifty times over , I do not know ! '' replied Epimetheus , getting a little vexed . `` How , then , can I tell you what is inside ? ''
`` You might open it , '' said Pandora , looking sideways XXXXX Epimetheus , `` and then we could see for ourselves . ''
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