"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. He might go on as the devoted lover until he tired. She was obliged, as she explained continually to every one who cared to listen, to be so very particular. ‘I am not a murderer. They don’t know who did it, actually.
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