"No," sez I, getting up and lookin under the seet, "whare is she?" "It's hear it's everywhares," he sed. Sez I, "Why how you tawk!" and I gut up agin & lookt all round. "I must say, my fren," I continnered, as I resoomed my seet, "that I kan't see nothin of no krisis myself."
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