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Theres no pleasing Master Johann for one of your colour, sir. He prefers yours, maybe? I suggested. I meant, sir, in a man, she answered, with a coquettish glance. What, asked I, taking hold of the other side of the candlestick, does colour matter in a man? Nay, but I love yoursits the Elphberg red. Colour in a man, said I, is a matter of no more moment than that!and I gave her something of no value. God send the kitchen door be shut! said she. Amen! said I, and left her. In fact, however, as I now know, colour is sometimes of considerable moment to a man. |
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