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How can I live without her?' You did so for twenty-seven years, sir, and never missed her for a moment. 'I'm burning with the fever of love!' Then we're spared the expense of fires. 'I shall steal her away from her husband to live with me.' 'What do you propose to live on, sir?' 'Kisses,' he said distractedly. 'Embraces.' 'Well, you won't grow fat on that, sir; though she will. And then, more mouths to feed.

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