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'Well, I wasn't like my father to that extent. But big and brawny I was, and perhaps a little stupid, too. I'm no cheat, I told him. And no man calls me a liar.
Let's turn to something else. How did it happen that there was wine at the six oclock meeting? Ms. Johnson said that she would get a bottle of wine.