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How they got that garbage cart privilege, I 

 never found out — made love to the scullion, I 

 suppose. Anyway, the Lady reproached me 

 bitterly because she did not have a seat in that 



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garbage cart. Curious, isn't it? Just then she 

 would rather have sat on a swill-can than with 

 kings, emperors and potentates. So would I. 

 If you go there, suborn the scullion (he is pur- 



