TRIFLES.
She (flouting out of the room): •No ; I can never be yours. You are not my ideal.’ He (preparing to leave): ‘What a pity, and I had the diamond ring ready, too.’ She: ‘Oh, what a beauty! Well, sit down, and let’s talk it over.’
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New Zealand Graphic, Volume XV, Issue XVI, 19 October 1895, Page 504
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46TRIFLES. New Zealand Graphic, Volume XV, Issue XVI, 19 October 1895, Page 504
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