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Murdering the Innocents

           Now,letmeaskyougirlsandboys,Wouldyoupaperaroomwithrepresentationsofhorses?’

           Afterapause,onehalfofthechildrencriedinchorus,‘Yes,sir!’Uponwhichtheotherhalf,seeinginthegentleman’sfacethatYeswaswrong,criedoutinchorus,‘No,sir!’asthecustomis,intheseexaminations.

           ‘Ofcourse,No.Whywouldn’tyou?’

           Apause.Onecorpulentslowboy,withawheezymannerofbreathing,venturedtheanswer,Becausehewouldn’tpaperaroomatall,butwouldpaintit.

           ‘Youmustpaperit,’saidthegentleman,ratherwarmly.

           ‘Youmustpaperit,’saidThomasGradgrind,‘whetheryoulikeitornot.Don’ttellusyouwouldn’tpaperit.Whatdoyoumean,boy?’

           ‘I’llexplaintoyou,then,’saidthegentleman,afteranotherandadismalpause,‘whyyouwouldn’tpaperaroomwithrepresentationsofhorses.Doyoueverseehorseswalkingupanddownthesidesofroomsinrealityinfact?Doyou?’

           ‘Yes,sir!’fromonehalf.‘No,sir!’fromtheother.

           ‘Ofcourseno,’saidthegentleman,withanindignantlookatthewronghalf.‘Why,then,youarenottoseeanywhere,whatyoudon’tseeinfact;youarenottohaveanywhere,whatyoudon’thaveinfact.WhatiscalledTaste,isonlyanothernameforFact.’ThomasGradgrindnoddedhisapprobation.

           ‘Thisisanewprinciple,adiscovery,agreatdiscovery,’saidthegentleman.‘Now,I’lltryyouagain.Supposeyouweregoingtocarpetaroom.

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