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31579	Marryat, Frederick	Olla Podrida			.txt	text/plain	107708	12892	94	_Ant._ No, my dear wife; but it made me feel more happy (_placing his _Ant._ This night, if possible, there shall be more than one love-tale, _Bep._ "There shall be more than one love-tale, my Nina." And this hand Eth._ Come then, Edward, we shall not be long getting over these Hall, nursing Lucy, whilst Mrs Bargrove gave her breast to Miss Agnes. _Lady Eth._ Yes, that's your way, Sir Gilbert; you spoil them all. (_looking round at Lady Etheridge_) must take warning, sir, you leave _Nelly._ I wish you good-day, Sir; I thought you were a gentleman. Eth._ But here comes Lady Etheridge; now will I hasten to Agnes, _Will._ Step in this room, Mr Peter, and I'll let my lady know that you _Lady Eth._ I shall order the servants to show you the door very soon. "The Admiral wants to know how the wind is, sir," said Jack to the	./cache/31579.txt	./txt/31579.txt