human
Taylor! Bert Taylor!
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Mr. Keith, said a tall, dark youth, with a pronounced Southern accent,
human
I want foh to make you acquainted with Mr. Tayloh. Mr. Tayloh is at once the patron saint of the Monumentals, but to a large extent its 'angel' as well--I hope you understand the theatrical significance of that term, suh. He is motheh, fatheh, guardeen, and dry nurse to every stick, stone, and brick, every piece of wood, brass, or rubbah, every inch of hose, and every man _and_ Irishman on these premises. Taylor had turned an embarrassed brick red.
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Mr. Keith, went on the dark youth, explanatorily,