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Section 179
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1Fal.
2My Lord, this is a poore mad soule: and she sayes
3vp & downe the town, that her eldest son is like you. She
4hath bin in good case, & the truth is, pouerty hath distra
5cted her: but for these foolish Officers, I beseech you, I
6may haue redresse against them.