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We're old friends,
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and as I said, I'm sure this lapse is as much my fault as yours.
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But, I suggest we don't mention it again.
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Now, if you'll excuse me, it's time to go down.
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You're letting yourself be defeated, my lady.
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I'm sorry if it's a "Lapse" to say so,
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but someone has to.
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How is the luncheon for the tenant farmers coming along?
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Well, I think. Tom?
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They've all accepted except for Barnes at Wheelers Wood.
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He's sworn to his sister's wedding.
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I think we can forgive him.