"You know what's sad?" Mogey said of an evening while he and Smush were repairing the grandfather clock. "I bet I could fall off a donkey tomorrow and split my head open and no one would even notice!"
And Mogey began to wail like a newborn babe.
"Come here, Mogey," Smush said, holding up a damp paper towel. "You've got a bit of angel's food cake on your face."
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