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with airs enough for a fishing fleet. Indeed
to quote the worthy Mrs. Malaprop, " 'tis
ridiculous, very ridiculous."

"Oh wad some power the giftee gie us
To see oursels as ithers see us
It wad frae mony a blunder free us
And foolish notion."

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Miss Hodge like Ruropatkin is a past
master of retreat when it comes to
escaping from chaperons. Did you hear
about her walk home from the Asylum?
No? Well, ask [underline] Hughes [/underline].

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Miss Dearness asserts with unecessary
vehemence that you don't need half an [eye?]
to see that Sir Lucius hasn't his arm
around her in the photo of the
theatrical party.