Oh, my young friend, who else could have resisted the pleading of sixteen of our fairest sisters, and… — Charles Dickens
Oh, my young friend, who else could have resisted the pleading of sixteen of our fairest sisters, and withstood their exhortations to subscribe to our noble society for providing the infant negroes in the West Indies with flannel waistcoats and moral pocket-handkerchiefs?
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