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SYLVIE AND BRUNO CONCLUDED.
the deep bass of the French Count. And, in the silence that followed, the final stanza of ’Tottles’ rang through the room.
See now this couple settled down
In quiet lodgings, out of town:
Submissively the tearful wife
Accepts a plain and humble life:
Yet begs one boon on bended knee:
'My ducky-darling, don't resent it!
Mamma might come for two or three'
'NEVER!’ yelled Tottles. And he meant it.
