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Well, I didn't tell about Pamuk.
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I just wrote that Lady Mary was no better than she ought to be.
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- Who did you write it to? - Only a friend of mine.
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Valet to Lord Savident.
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Oh, you know what they say about old Savident.
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Not so much an open mind as an open mouth.
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No wonder it's all round London.
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You won't tell, will you?
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I'm in enough trouble as it is.
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Why? What's happened?
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I think Mr Bates saw me nicking a bottle of wine.
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- Has he told Mr Carson? - Not yet.