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and looked complacently from time to time at his own picture—a full length; a very full length—hanging over the fireplace. |
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"What is this?" said the last-named gentleman. "Mr. Fish, will you have the goodness to attend?"
Mr. Fish begged pardon, and taking the letter from Toby, handed it, with great respect.
" From Alderman Cute, Sir Joseph."
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