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Old Rogaum and His Theresa
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“Aw, I don’t want ‘er,” replied the boy truculently and cynically.”Let him have his old daughter. That’d he want to lock ‘er out for? They’d better not lock ‘er out again though, that’s all I say. I don’t want ‘er.”
“Beat it!” replied the sergeant, and away he went.