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conversation, or concert of curiously contrasted 

 sounds, perpetually going on among them. The 

 airy whistle, the various chirp, the clink-clink 



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as of a cracked bell, the low chatter of mixed 

 harsh and musical sounds, the kissing and 

 finger-cracking, and those long metallic notes, 

 as of a saw being filed not unmusically, or (as a 

 friend suggests) as of milking a cow in a tin 

 pail ; however familiar you may be with the 



