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'Rats in a hamper, swine in a sty, wasps in a bottle.'-- Mrs.Royle, ma'am, I am very sorry for your husband's rheumatism, but it does not become a lady to show this indecent haste." "Indecent ?" shrilled Mrs.Royle.

"Indecent, you call me ?--you that pretend to ha' been a gentleman! I reckon, if indecency's the matter in these times, I could talk to one or two of ye about it." "Not a doubt of _that_, ma'am.

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