| Title | The Ragged Trousered Philanthropists |
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| Page | 433 |
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| Chapter | -- |
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`But I can't help being afraid; you might forget.' `Oh, I shan't forget. There's lots of time.' `Well, you know, I should be much easier in my mind if you would dress me now, because perhaps our clock's wrong, or p'r'aps when you begin dressing me you'll find some buttons off or something, and then there'll be a lot of time wasted sewing them on; or p'r'aps you won't be able to find my clean stockings or something and then while you're looking for it Charley might come, and if he sees I'm not ready he mightn't wait for me.' `Oh, dear!' said Nora, pretending to be alarmed at this appalling list of possibilities. `I suppose it will be safer to dress you at once. It's very evident you won't let me have much peace until it is done, but mind when you're dressed you'll have to sit down quietly and wait till he comes, because I don't want the |
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