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"That's for Mrs. . "What is it?" demanded the woollen-draper, as he returned to the table, and took
up a glass. They are born idiots, incurably insane. And thus he effected his escape from the New Prison. ‘I have an
excellent excuse to remain comfortably ensconced in my parlour here, able to
indulge in my favourite pastime. ”
“I suppose so. “You did your best to kill me,” he said. You are too kind. That is my real
milieu, and one that I am convinced you would not only adorn but delight in. The worthy carpenter was restored to instant good humour by
a glance from his helpmate; and, notwithstanding the infliction he had just
endured, he would have quarrelled with any one who had endeavoured to
persuade him that he was not the happiest of men, and Mrs. ’
‘But you are bleeding like a pig,’ came the frantic response. You have said a thousand times that there was no
shame in you.
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