I went to her rooms to-night. In Wych Street Owen Wood did dwell; A carpenter he was by trade, And money, I believe, he made. "He says he don't understand flash," replied the lady in gentleman's attire. ‘Bring her to me and we shall see. ’ ‘And was not she put out?’ demanded Miss Froxfield with a tinkling laugh. "I quarrel with no man's political opinions, but I will have my own respected!" "Eh day!" exclaimed Mrs. Would you like to borrow some of my clothes? I think we're about the same size.
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