Try and let him never regret it. "Shall I take the babby home with me!" persisted Wood, in a tone between jest and earnest. You see, we travelled second class, and we are in the least known quarter of Paris. ” “It is an accident,” he answered. Poor little one. In Wych Street Owen Wood did dwell; A carpenter he was by trade, And money, I believe, he made. He refrained from pointing out that the case would be exactly the same if she was not a lady.
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