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LOST, ON THE COLOUR.
“Man of Art, thy skill I test!”“You shall wed next March.”—“Well guessed!”
“Tall Brunette.”—“Absurdly wrong!”
Right enough it proved ere long.
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“You shall wed next March.”—“Well guessed!”
“Tall Brunette.”—“Absurdly wrong!”
Right enough it proved ere long.