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“Well, rather,” said Ann Veronica. . Mrs. E. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. So strongly was he impressed with this idea, that grasping the iron bar with both hands, he dashed it furiously against the door, making the passage echo with the blows. She tolerated spitballs in her curly hair and had to buy a new backpack when hers was stolen. "I can't say I do," replied Wood. ‘She? Sa femme? That is the game then? That she could dare to take my place, that salope.
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