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very angry, nor very much surprised, 
for, in matters of mere consistency, 
I always grant a great license to the 
ladies. 
“ Madam,” said I, after the afore¬ 
said infliction, “ whenever beauty 
chastises me, I always kiss the rod,” 
whereupon, with much gallantry, I 
imprinted a salute upon the hack of 
her tiny little hand. 
“ Very well, Mr. Honeycomb,” 
said she, “ I rejoice to see you take 
correction so gratefully. It encou¬ 
rages one. But see, my worthy friend, 
the sun has not more than one hour’s 
reign to-day, and I have yet much 
to say to you. 
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