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married?" I said "When the fates
decree." She hadn't heard from me
for a long time so thought that I
had either eloped, or was hiding
myself and a broken heart from the
eyes of the world, so curiousity
drove her to MacDougal Street,
its the only thing that would
bring her below Washington Square,
I don't blame her, for whenever she
comes, something unforseen happens.
This time the delightful children
on the street opened up a hydrant
and a regular waterfall splashed
all over her bright, shiney, clean
limousine, causing much loss of
temper on the part of the chauffer
and Mrs. Arthur, and much glee
from the kids. I know she'll never