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'It all began with Effie's getting something in her eye. It hurt very much indeed, and it felt something like a red-hot spark - only it seemed to hasve legs as well, and wings like a fly. Effie rubbed and cried - not real crying, but the kind your eye does all by itself without your being miserable inside your mind - and then she went to her father to have the thing in her eye taken out. Effie's father was a doctor, so of course he knew how to take things out of eyes - and he did so very cleverly with a soft paint-brush dipped in castor-oil. When he had got the thing out, he said:
"This is very curious." Effie had often got things in her eye before, and her father had always seemed to think it was natural - rather tiresome and naughty perhaps, but still natural. He had never before thought it curious. She stood holding her handkerchief to her eye, and said:
"I don't believe it's out." People always say this when they have had something in their eyes.
"Oh yes - it's out," said the doctor - "here it is on the brush. This is very ineresting."