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"Our worthy friend was going to observe, Ma'am, that we never fail in our devotion to the fair sex," said Mr. As he pocketed it, her open palm reached out and slapped his cheek. She was dressed in a tattered black stuff gown, discoloured by various stains, and intended, it would seem, from the remnants of rusty crape with which it was here and there tricked out, to represent the garb of widowhood, and held in her arms a sleeping infant, swathed in the folds of a linsey-woolsey shawl. And she felt that if she went home it was imperative to pay. Feels as if I’ve been dashing back and forth about the whole country, if you want to know. How men suffer for the foolish things they do!" "Ay to that. I am an old friend, and I declined to be shelved. "No, I tell you," rejoined Jonathan, shouldering his way out of the crowd. No matter. .
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