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"The shoulder-clappers!" added a lady, who, in her anxiety to join the party, had unintentionally substituted her husband's nether habiliments for her own petticoats. And even she was forced to admit to herself that this last resource of hers was a slender reed on which to lean. All the same, I wish I had that fellow by the throat! Just the virile, unregenerate man in me wishes that. “Um, I really shouldn’t tell you this, but he said. The great gray boles of the palms reminded him of some fabulous Grecian temple.
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