Chapter 13 - Page 2
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"And being of royal blood, the Queen ought to know what's what," he frequently said.
"I suppose--" Betsy said to him at last--"I suppose you're of royal blood yourself, Mr. Bumble?"
"Oh, very!" he replied with a smirk. "We're all of us very royal indeed."
And Betsy Butterfly thought how pleasant it was to be friends with anyone who came from such a fine family as Joseph Bumble's.
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