"No friend like the mother, for the babby knows no other. Soon, they fattened up, their cheeks rosy and their hair shining. ’ The girl glanced up the road and turned back, annoyance in her face. The woollen-draper was no despicable trencherman in a general way; but his feats with the knife and fork were child's sport compared with those of Mr. ‘You said—who?’ ‘Remenham. ‘Me, I have a name.
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