Chap.

1        1|   temples. Shuffling along in slippers, he cried in a thick brogue.~“
2        4|      Fauchery:~“I’ve got your slippers at home, my little man.
3        8|    hour of the morning and in slippers too. “Oh, my poor, dear
4        8| because he could not find his slippers. And the other woman did
5        8|    corners—yes, even into her slippers!~“Yes, dear girl, my slippers!
6        8| slippers!~“Yes, dear girl, my slippers! Oh, he’s the dirtiest old