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———The duce take her and her influence too———for at that word I lose all patience———much good may it do him!———By all that is hirsute and gashly! I cry, taking off my furr'd cap, and twisting it round my finger———I would not give sixpence for a dozen such!
———But 'tis an excellent cap too (putting it upon my head, and pressing it close to my ears)—and warm—and soft; especially if you stroke it the right way—but alas! that will never be my luck———(so here my philosophy is shipwreck'd again)
———No; I shall never have a finger in the pye (so here I break my metaphor)———
Crust
