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I know. It's a disgrace.
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We try to maintain the house as best we can,
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but with the cold and the rain,
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it's impossible to stop the damp and erosion.
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And with the mines right below,
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well, the wood is rotting and the house is sinking.
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- Take it upstairs, young master? - Oh, yes, please.
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This one goes to the dressing room. Let me show you.
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But how do you manage this house? Just you and Lucille?
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It's a privilege we were born into
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and one we can never relinquish.
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But we manage somehow, my darling.