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Not you, not I, and certainly not Mrs Crawley.
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You do not love the place yet?
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- Well, obviously it's... - No, you don't love it.
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You see a million bricks that may crumble,
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a thousand gutters and pipes that may block and leak,
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and stone that will crack in the frost.
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But you don't?
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I see my life's work.
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Was it ever in danger?
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Many times.
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My dear Papa thought the balloon would go up
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in the 1880s.