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They hnd been married only a week, and were still ou their honeymoon. "Barling," she said, nestling closer ngamst his shoulder, "I have a secret to tell." . . . yWhat is it, dear?" ''Can you ever forgive me for deceiving you, dearest? My left eye"—she hesitated for a moment, then took the plunge —"my left eye is made of glass." "Oh," he murmured, , with a sigh of relief, "don't say any more about jt. So are the diamonds in your engagement ring!" ' ■ .
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Evening Post, Volume CV, Issue 65, 17 March 1928, Page 21
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81FIFTY-FIFTY. Evening Post, Volume CV, Issue 65, 17 March 1928, Page 21
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