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A wager was instantly laid , and Foote produced the following :So she went into the gardens to cut a cabbage leaf to make an apple pie ; and at the same time a great she bear coming up the street , pops its head into the shop .
A wager was instantly laid , and Foote produced the following :So she went into the gardens to cut a cabbage leaf to make an apple pie ; and at the same time a great she bear coming up the street , pops its head into the shop .
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