"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. \"So John, are you two lovebirds going to the Junior Prom or what?\" He paused, smirking. Folks don’t like ’em. ToC As Jack opened the gate, and crossed the little garden, which exhibited in every part the neatness and attention of its owner, he almost trembled at the idea of further disturbing her peace of mind. In the grate were some charred fragments of a marriage certificate. "Come on, my lads!" vociferated Blueskin, "we'll unkennel the old fox. “My husband!” she laughed a little derisively. “Number 13, please, cabman.
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