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It’s all very fine and all
that, Vee, this freedom, but it isn’t going to work. Wood,
and you'll find that I've spoken the truth. ’ Bitterness rose up as he looked at the
female. Not my affair, of course, but I think we ought to teach them more or restrain
them more. Rows of roasted duck, brilliantly varnished; luscious vegetables, which
she had been warned against; baskets of melon seed and water-chestnuts; men
working in teak and blackwood; fan makers and jade cutters; eggs preserved in
what appeared to her as petrified muck; bird's nests and shark fins. In Wych Street Owen Wood did dwell;
A carpenter he was by trade,
And money, I believe, he made.
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