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Now while old Primrose was trying to be-
come a butterfly, George the pig was trying
just as hard to become old Primrose. He
went quietly into the house, where no one
could watch him, and practised walking
on his hind legs and taking snuff, like old
Primrose.

When he had done this for some time,
and really grown very proficient at it, he
stole upstairs and dressed himself in some of
old P.’s clothes, particularly the red Sunday
waistcoat; and looked at himself in the little
scrap of looking-glass, practising all old P.’s
actions and gestures.

Now, fortunately for George, he really
did naturally resemble old P. in several
respects: their noses were a good deal

alike, and also their eyes. Then George
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