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 the bed for half an hour,—and my good uncle Toby in his old fringed chair sitting beside him.

it a very unreasonable demand,—cried my great grandfather, twisting up the paper, and throwing it upon the table.—By this account, madam, you have but two thousand pounds fortune, and not a shilling more,—and you insist upon having three hundred pounds a year jointure for it.—

—"Because" replied my great grandmother, "you have little or no nose, "Sir."

Now, before I venture to make use