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Ulysses

of the wastepipe and the ballstop in my bath cistern were
frozen. Subsequently he enclosed a bloom of edelweiss
culled on the heights, as he said, in my honour. I had it
examined by a botanical expert and elicited the

information that it was ablossom of the homegrown potato
plant purloined from a forcingcase of the model farm.
MRS YELVERTON BARRY: Shame on him!
(A crowd of sluts and ragamuffins surges forward)
THE SLUTS AND RAGAMUFFINS: (Screaming)
Stop thief! Hurrah there, Bluebeard! Three cheers for Ikey
Mo!
SECOND WATCH: (Produces handcuffs) Here are the
darbies.
MRS BELLINGHAM: He addressed me in several
handwritings with fulsome compliments as a Venus in furs
and alleged profound pity for my frostbound coachman
Palmer while in the same breath he expressed himself as
envious of his earflaps and fleecy sheepskins and of his
fortunate proximity to my person, when standing behind
my chair wearing my livery and the armorial bearings of
the Bellingham escutcheon garnished sable, a buck’s head
couped or. He lauded almost extravagantly my nether
extremities, my swelling calves in silk hose drawn up to
the limit, and eulogised glowingly my other hidden

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