By Jove, master marchant, by sea or by land / Would get but smale argent if I did not stand / His very good master, I may say to you, / When he hazards in hope what hap will insue.
Every year, I hoe my garden for aeration.
Spain might now boast that the stain of heresy no longer defiled the hem of her garment. But at what a price was this purchased!
I had no sooner got disposed than the door opened and a man came in, a husky, busy-looking man in a blue suit and black shoes, with a stiff straw hat. […] The girl said, Howdedo, Mr. Cook, Mr. Derwin's in Mr. Anderson's room.
Howdedo, Mr. Cook, Mr. Derwin's in Mr. Anderson's room.
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