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Mr Reel-Fogg came home exhausted after a hard day of talking. Those green leather benches were so confoundedly uncomfortable and one could never recline in peace.
After a brief attempt to assist Mrs. Reel-Fogg to achieve her ambition of having twelve children he fell into a deep sleep.
Around one thirty in the morning there was a confounded noise outside. He sent Mrs. Reel-Fogg to investigat...
Sunday 10th November 2019 9:53 am
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