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 An' on which one he felt the wust He couldn't ha' told ye nuther. Says he, "I'd better call agin," Says she, "Think likely, Mister;" Thet last word pricked him like a pin, An' — wal, he up an  The Edinburgh Review: Or Critical Journal - Страница 178 1900 Пуни преглед -
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