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LORD CLARE, who was much opposed to Curran, one day brought a
Newfoundland dog upon the bench, and during Curran's speech turned
himself aside and caressed the animal. Curran stopped. Go on, go on,
Mr. Curran, said Lord Clare. O, I beg a thousand pardons, was the
rejoinder; I really thought your lordship was employed in
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