FDV: "sitting moping all by himself & there was Anna Livia running about as if she was ten in a short skirt and painted cheeks trying to whistle the rakes of Mallow and not a budge out of him no more than the wall. Is that a fact? That's a fact."
FDV2: "sitting moping all by himself on his benk his hair combed over his eyes,
staring dreeing his weired keeking on loft up at the sternes, &
there was Anna Livia running about as if she was a girl ten in a short
summer skirt and painted cheeks & a powdery nose cooking meddering
& an odd time she medden him all sorts {up blooms} of fisk and eyes
to plaise him & as quick as she'd bring {run with} them up on the
{her} tray the old chap'd cast them from him if he didn't peg the tea at
her trying to whistle the Rakes of Mallow and not a mag out of him no
more than the wall. Is that a fact? That's a fact."
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