“I wish I could know how many men will be made wretched when I get married,” said the languishing coquette to her most intimate confidante.
“I’ll tell you,” came the catty answer, “if you’ll tell me how many men you’re going to marry.”
“I wish I could know how many men will be made wretched when I get married,” said the languishing coquette to her most intimate confidante.
“I’ll tell you,” came the catty answer, “if you’ll tell me how many men you’re going to marry.”
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