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After nearly three months of peace and quiet, interrupted by only a few squabbles, a fierce discussion broke out again today. It happened early in the morning, when we were peeling potatoes, and caught everyone off guard. I'll give a rundown of the conversation, though it was impossible to follow it all since everyone was talking at once.
Mrs van D. started it off (naturally! ) by remarking that anyone who doesn't help peel potatoes in the morning should be required to do so in the evening. There was no reply, which apparently didn't suit the van Daans, since shortly after that Mr van D. suggested that we all peel our own potatoes, with the exception of Peter, since peeling potatoes isn't a suitable job for a boy. (Note the crystal-clear logic! )