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Slow
starvation,
the
doctor
called
it!
You
see
he
went
to
work
in
such
a
way!
Would
keep
the
shop
on;
wouldn't
have
a
soul
touch
his
boots
except
himself.
When
he
got
an
order,
it
took
him
such
a
time.
People
won't
wait.
He
lost
everybody.
And
there
he'd
sit,
goin'
on
and
on
-
I
will
say
that
for
him
-
not
a
man
in
London
made
a
better
boot!
But
look
at
the
competition!
He
never
advertised!
Would
'ave
the
best
leather,
too,
and
do
it
all
'imself.
Well,
there
it
is.
What
could
you
expect
with
his
ideas?
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