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Why, what in the world are you doing--at this hour--and here, of all places ?" "Upon my word," retorted Copas, "I might ask you the same question.
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But on second thoughts I prefer to lie boldly and confess that I have been stealing cabbages." "Is that a cabbage you are hiding under your gown ?" "It might be, if this place hadn't been destitute of cabbages these twelve months and more.