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plant in the window, and the tattered and blotched wallpaper was
covered by bright-coloured grocers' almanacs. Feminine wrappings hung
from pegs upon the door, and the floor was covered with a varied
collection of fragments of oilcloth. The Windsor chair he sat in was
unstable--which presently afforded material for humour. "Steady, old
nag," he said; "whoa, my friskiacious palfry!"
"The things he says! You never know what he won't say next!"
III
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You ain't talkin' of goin'!" cried Mrs. Larkins.
Supper at eight."
Stay to supper with us, now you 'ave come over," said Mrs.
Larkins, with corroborating cries from Minnie. "'Ave a bit of a walk
with the gals, and then come back to supper. You might all go and meet
Annie while I straighten up, and lay things out."
"You're not to go touching the front room mind," said Miriam.
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Who's going to touch yer front room?" said Mrs. Larkins, apparently
forgetful for a moment of Mr. Polly.
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