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their wretched mud hovels till we were 

 compelled to exterminate them. Well, I'm 

 off now ; ta-ta ! Mind you send me a copy 

 of your paper with this interview. ' And oh, 

 by the way, if you describe my wife, just 

 make the most you can of that pale streak 

 over her eye, will you ? It is all she has 

 to be proud of, poor thing. She's not as 

 distinguished-looking as I am, of course ; but 

 let her down gently, please ; do let her down 

 gently." 



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