When Sheila was in a bad mood, she berated her new foster daughter for streaks on the windows, dust on the figurines, for crooked bed sheet corners, and floors that had not been waxed properly. "Ay, indeed! And who may that be?" inquired his wife. It was she who had come out from the flat only a few minutes before. With his foodle doo! This carpenter he had a wife, The plague and torment of his life, Who, though she did her husband scold, Loved well a woollen-draper bold. You have made for yourself a unique place upon the stage. Well, kill me. We’re handfuls. His throat filled; he wanted to weep.
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