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She married my Dad in a small ceremony down at City Hall. At the thought of the major, her tears redoubled and she was obliged to rip off a piece from the remnants of her already maltreated underpetticoats with which to blow her nose and soak the damp from her cheeks. ‘I knew I should find you still here. “Well?” “You and all the rest of them are always lamenting that I do not marry. “Nobody understands them, of course, but we all look as though we did. ” “But I AM anxious,” said Mr.
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