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I don't need any more.
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Nonsense. How can we keep going
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- if we're not properly fuelled? - I can keep going.
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I'm afraid his evening of cards and whisky
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had already begun when he got your aunt's invitation.
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*Still it holds a goodly share of bliss...*
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I hope you don't mind my ambushing you like this.
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It was Mama and Aunt Rosamund who ambushed me.
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And I'm glad you came.
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- Really? - Absolutely.
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When I'm at Downton I feel so weighed down,
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as if I were stuck at school for the rest of my life.