Sunday passed, Tuesday rolled around, and still his tall form did not loom in the vestibule when the cuckoo clock was sounding eight. Thursday he came, and the beautiful girl was burning with wrath. "So this is the way you neglect me," she hissed. "What have ycra to say for yourself ? Why didn't you come ?" "I couldn't," faltered the young man. '"I had dyspepsia, and the doctor advised me not to come." "What? The doctor told you not to come to see me because you had dyspepsia ?" "Well, he told me to keep away from all sweets." The next moment she had him seated on the parlour sofa telling him he was the nicest young man ill the world.
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King Country Chronicle, Volume V, Issue 371, 21 June 1911, Page 3
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119Untitled King Country Chronicle, Volume V, Issue 371, 21 June 1911, Page 3
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