"These two young ptitsas were much alike, though not sisters. They had the same ideas, or lack of, and the same colour hair - a like dyed strawy. Well, they would grow up real today. Today I would make a day of it. No school this afterlunch, but education certain, Alex as teacher. Their names, they said, were Marty and Sonietta, bezoomny enough and in the heighth of their childish fashion, so I said:
'Righty right, Marty and Sonietta. Time for the big spin. Come.' "
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