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Chapter 4 And lastlyfor all the choice anecdotes which history can produce of this matter, continued my father,this, like the gilded dome which covers in the fabriccrowns all. Tis of Cornelius Gallus, the praetorwhich, I dare say, brother Toby, you have read.I dare say I have not, replied my uncle.He died, said my father as. . .And if it was with his wife, said my uncle Tobythere could be no hurt in it. Thats more than I knowreplied my father. |
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