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“Fred,” he said, “do you remember taking me to dinner at the ‘Ambassador’s,’ one evening last September, to meet a girl who was singing there? Hamilton and Drummond and his lot were with us. The worthy carpenter was restored to instant good humour by a glance from his helpmate; and, notwithstanding the infliction he had just endured, he would have quarrelled with any one who had endeavoured to persuade him that he was not the happiest of men, and Mrs. I am your very dutiful niece, aunt, and your most devoted sister, Annabel. Voting wouldn’t do no ‘arm to ‘er. ” “No doubt. Mrs.
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