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 in affright, as she made a rush to the door.

"Stop her! Don't be a fool, woman!" scouted Mr. Horner. "Didn't you come here to be fucked?—now just answer that question—yes or no—as we say in court. Tell Mr. Saul the truth."

The lady covered her blushing face with her handkerchief, and began to sob.

"Well I never; there's no understanding women at all. No wonder I never got married," exclaimed the Q.C. "Would you believe it? She came here to be fucked; I tell you the plain truth. I wanted a nice housekeeper, a free-and-easy one, that would humour me in anything I might fancy, and Miss Wilson here answered my advertisement. We were some time beating