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PEER

What? You think I am jesting?
I'm in sober earnest, as true as I live!

ANITRA

But I haven't a soul.

PEER

Then of course you must get one!

ANITRA

How, Lord?

PEER

Just leave me alone for that;-
I shall look after your education.
No soul? Why, truly you're not over bright,
as the saying goes. I've observed it with pain.
But pooh! for a soul you can always find room.
Come here! let me measure your brain-pan, child.-
There is room, there is room, I was sure there was.
It's true you never will penetrate
very deep; to a large soul you'll scarcely attain-
but never you mind; it won't matter a bit;-
you'll have plenty to carry you through with credit-

ANITRA

The Prophet is gracious-

PEER

You hesitate? Speak!

ANITRA

But I'd rather-

PEER

Say on; don't waste time about it!