And he hazarded a wink at the poet over the paper on which he was sketching. ” “Heavens!” the lady exclaimed. “I meant to say good-bye to you to-night. “Not like it’s your fault if you wake up one day and decide you hanker for a nice piece of ass, a ten-minute tumble. Humph. Nor must it be imagined, that while he thus exercised his teeth, he neglected the flagon. “Close your eyes.
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