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It's a pity you wouldn't give me the prescription instead of the medicine, so I could have it filled nearer home. “Yes! I must! The thing is becoming a torture to me. Let us have no more of this humbug. Young and old were dressed in their gayest apparel; and it was evident from the smiles that lighted up every countenance, from the roguish looks of the younger swains, and the demure expression of several pretty rustic maidens, that a ceremony, which never fails to interest all classes,—a wedding,—was about to take place. “She thinks that Missy is trying to turn me into a punk or a Goth. Earles would permit. “Impossible to say,” he answered.
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