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" "Allow me to offer you a glass of usquebaugh, my dear," said Kneebone, turning from him, and regarding Edgeworth Bess with a stare so impertinent, that even that not over-delicate young lady summoned up a blush. Women are made like the potter’s vessels —either for worship or contumely, and are withal fragile vessels. “It really seems as if we shall have to put down marigolds altogether next year,” Aunt Molly repeated three times, “and do away with marguerites. Place a pistol at my ear, and shoot me, if I've told you false.
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