I intend to vindicate her, sorr, tothe four winds of heaven!""I lurve England," he used to say--"lurve England, but Puritanism, sorr,I abhor. It fills me with loathing. It raises my gorge. Take my owncase."He insisted relentlessly upon his heart, and upon seeing proofs of theinterview. If they had not done justice to his erotic bellowings andgesticulations, he stuck in, in a large inky scrawl, all and more thanthey had omitted.
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