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‘Don’t fob me off, boy. Gone were the old days where an old maid banged on an upright piano above a roaring crowd, this sound was loud enough to be heard outside the building, she thought to herself as her eardrums throbbed. Below it a prodigiously large bolt was shot into the socket, and, in order to keep it there, was fastened by a hasp, and further protected by an immense padlock. Whenever you grow impatient with her, remember the folly of her father. White is proud of her drawing-room evenings.

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