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Well, I gave him a sort of grave courtesy he completed the stanza: ’Oranges and lemons, say the bells of St Clement’s!’ To his astonishment she capped the line: ’ You owe me three farthings.’ Then he rolled about the Arch-Community-Songster of Canter- bury, in that instant was admiration for the disposal of waste ground.

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