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"How do you do, Mr. Jackson? Deary me, you have got very wet!"
"Thank you, thank you,
thank you, Mrs.
Tittlemouse! I'll sit awhile
and dry myself," said Mr.
He sat and smiled, and the water dripped off his coat tails. Mrs. Tittlemouse went round with a mop.
He sat such a while that he had to be asked if he would take some dinner?
First she offered him cherry-stones. "Thank you, thank you, Mrs. Tittlemouse! No teeth, no teeth, no teeth!" said Mr. Jackson.
He opened his mouth most unnecessarily wide; he certainly had not a tooth in his head.