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Love and lavender, he thought, perhaps wistfully. I was his wife. For hats that fail and hats that flare; Toppers their universal wear; A man scores always, everywhere. \"Actually, John, I really must get going. “Then why the devil,” he demanded, “do you let me stand you dinners and the opera—and why do you come to a cabinet particuliar with me?” He became radiant with anger. “Was it terrible for you after he died?” “Don’t worry yourself about it John.
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