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I went back to master's to reason with him
His old missus answers and let us go in
"He is dining" she said, "and I don't think I ought to interrupt him"
"I hope that it chokes him," I thought
On the table was standing a bottle of rum
I listens real hard, but she still doesn't come
"I'll call again later ma'am. Don't bother him now"
(That old sod'd only refuse anyhow)
I soon had the bottle hid under my coat
Then straight back to Dobbin to moisten his throat
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