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21 George Street a'thegither aboot afore alang Archychok auld awfu baith Benjie Blawdreary Butterscales canna Charlie Chizzle cried dae ye daresay daughter deevil didna dinna doctor door doot doun Dr Golloch Dr Plyphleme dram eneugh father frae gang gaun gentleman gien Gobbler guid haen hame hear heard inquired ither Jeanie jist Katie keep kind lady Larry lassie look Losh mair maun mind Miss Golloch Miss Skeldrin muckle mysel naething ne'er ony rate onything owre Potiphar puir replied returned Mrs Artichoke returned Mrs Curmuddie returned the doctor richt round sune sure ta'en tae dae Tawse tell thae there's thing Thistle thocht THOMAS GRANT thought turned unco wadna Watty waur weel whan what's whaur wife Willie wish woman ye ken ye'll ye're ye've yersel
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