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My son wanted to marry a woman of thirty in a tobacconist’s shop. “And children must we women bear— “Oh, damn!” she cried, as the hundred-and-first couplet or so presented itself in her unwilling brain. Her eardrums were burning with the echoes of those hideous shouts. Well, I shall be sorry to lose him, Mr. But he has never been near her—never. How could she tell him what indeed already began to puzzle herself, why she had borrowed that money at all? The plain fact was that she had grabbed a bait. Just as Hogarth got to the door, the turnkey stopped him. "I can readily see," he said, "why you'll always be as poor as a church mouse.
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