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“I tell you,” went on the lady at a hotel, getting quite angry. “1 won’t leave this room. I ain’t going to pay my money for a pigsty; and as for sleeping in one of them beds, I simply won’t do it.” “Get on in, mum,” said he. “This ain’t your room; it’s the lift.”

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Evening Star, Issue 19617, 25 July 1927, Page 7

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Page 7 Advertisements Column 1 Evening Star, Issue 19617, 25 July 1927, Page 7

Page 7 Advertisements Column 1 Evening Star, Issue 19617, 25 July 1927, Page 7