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“Oh, please. The expression pervading the countenance of the one was vulgarity; of the other, that which is rarely found, except in persons of high birth. “Go to the far corner,” he said, “and sing the last verse of Les Petites. A granddaughter of mine!’ The idiocy of this notion stuck in his craw and he could think of nothing else for a moment. ‘But you are idiot. " And, with this generous resolve, he shouted at the top of his voice, "Arrest! arrest! help! help!" seconding the words with a shrill and peculiar cry, well known at the time to the inhabitants of the quarter in which it was uttered. Wood; "I'll not bear it. Men ought not to idealize any woman.
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