But that was one of our last enterprises before our great crisis, and Iwill tell of it in its place.So it was quap came into our affairs, came in as a fairy-tale and becamereal. More and more real it grew until at last it was real, until atlast I saw with my eyes the heaps my imagination had seen for so long,and felt between my fingers again that half-gritty, half soft textureof quap, like sanded moist-sugar mixed with clay in which there stirssomething--One must feel it to understand.
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