Think, Sir!” replied Mr. Weller; “why, I think he’s the…

Think, Sir!” replied Mr. Weller; “why, I think he’s the wictim o’ connubiality, as Blue Beard’s domestic chaplain said, vith a tear of pity, ven he buried him.

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Never mind the character, stick to the alleybi. - View Quote Details on Never mind the character, stick to the alleybi.
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Dumb as a drum vith a hole in it, sir. - View Quote Details on Dumb as a drum vith a hole in it, sir.
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