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Evening Star, Issue 20252, 13 August 1929, Page 12

The appetite of the guest was a keen “ Listen, Mabel, you know Ikneyou. Will you be my wife? Now, look here, none of those excuses go with me. I’veheard ’em all told in every way an’ by people who are experts. An’ I’m not trottin’ around here for ,my health, either. Twice I’ve let, you off, but 1 I’m through. This is your last chance. No. you needn’t try any of the soft stuff. Tears an’ sobs roll off, my back like water off a duck. There’s only one answer I’ll .listen to, an’ you might as well spill it now, as later. • I’ve got j other things to do besides stand an’J argue. Well, how about it? Come on; ,1 ain’t got all day.’' ,/ •