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Letter for you, William.
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Why on earth are you doing that?
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- Well, someone's got to. - Yes, indeed they do.
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And that someone is William or one of the maids.
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You're making work for yourself, Mr Carson,
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- and I've no sympathy with that. - I'm not asking for sympathy.
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- I don't think you should be... - What?
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For heaven's sake, man. If something's wrong put it right.
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I'm sorry, Lang. I don't mean to snap.
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Nothing to worry about, my lord.
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You've been in the trenches I have not.
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I have no right to criticise.