“I have nothing to say to you. 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. Single pearls— Lord knows where they come from!—are always turning up, some of them of fine lustre; but I never set eyes on them. I'll call it my wedding gift. . “Are you cold?” He asked her, cocking his head to one side like a puppy, so close that the heat of his words warmed her cheek. Then before she could say a word to arrest him he was at her side.
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