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E my husb--my wife, and--er--she--" "Hoorah!" cried the Idiot, jumping
up from the table and grasping Mr. Pedagog by the hand. "Hoorah! You've
got in ahead of us, old man, but we are just as glad when we think of
your good-fortune. Your gain may be our loss--but what of that where the
happiness of our dear landlady is at stake?" Mrs. Smithers glanced coyly
at the Idiot and smiled. "Thank you," said the School-master. "You are
welcome," said the Idiot. "Mrs. Smithers, you will also permit me to
felicitate you upon this happy event. I, who have so often differed with
Mr. Pedagog upon matters of human knowledge, am forced to admit that
upon this occasion he has shown such eminently good sense that you are
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