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Updated: May 1, 2025

'Make haste and die, my good soul, says she, 'for, while you live, you'll be a hobelisk to reform. So she went off, but I made to the door, and called after her I should die when God pleased, and I had seen a good many young folk laid out, that looked as like to make old bones as ever she does chalk-faced skinny -to-a-d! And I called after her she was no lady.

Charles Reade - A Woman-Hater