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Rh “I’m in the garden way,” he said, “and doing mighty well; I’ve half an acre under glass, and heaps of truck to sell. Come out and see. Oh come, my friend, on Sunday, wet or shine… Say!—it’s the First Communion of that little girl of mine.”

Chez Moi, , The same evening.

O Tavern of the Golden Snail! Ten sous have I, so I’ll regale;