Salvador Dali Persistence of Memory

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clear up the mess."
As the Porter began to mop the wine from the carpet, the Butler knocked and came in with Lord Asriel's her uncle had arranged it like that for the purpose. Under the noise the manservant made unrolling the stiff linen and setting it up on its frame, she whispered:
"See? It was worth coming, wasn't it?"
"It might be," Pantalaimon said austerely, in his tiny moth voice. "And it might not."
Lord Asriel stood by the fire sipping the last of watching darkly manservant, a man called Thorold. They were carrying between them a heavy case of polished wood with brass handles. They saw what the Porter was doing and stopped dead."Yes, it was the Tokay," said Lord Asriel. "Too bad. Is that the lantern? Set it up by the wardrobe, Thorold, if you would. I'll have the screen up at the other end."Lyra realized that she would be able to see the screen and whatever was on it through the crack in the door, and wondered whether