‘Not another caller will I receive this day. Now Owen Wood had one fair child, Unlike her mother, meek and mild; Her love the draper strove to gain, But she repaid him with disdain. “Is that so? Who says?” He demanded, his eyebrows arching as he looked at her with puerile glee. “You are quite right, I think. Once before—but that had been different.
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