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 yes, I believe you were glad Of the holiday, It's  I! Do you wish, now you're here, You were miles away? Peggy: My

true. Confess! Ruddy: Why it drove me half mad I could pet! I'd die! Ruddy: Can you trust to me, dear, To be

find, I swear, No plan Of life, Peggy: Was it really so bad? Did you always true Through life? Peggy: I can; All my doubts disappear As I

really care? My man! Ruddy: My Wife! There's cling to you, Ruddy: My wife! Peggy: My man! The