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 			<p>“Ah!” interjected <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Gorby, sapiently.</p>
 			<p>“He ’ad only one friend as I ever saw⁠—a <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Moreland⁠—who comed ’ere with ’m, an’ was allays with ’im⁠—brother-like.”</p>
 			<p>“What is this <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Moreland like?”</p>
-			<p>“Good-lookin’ enough,” said <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mrs.</abbr> Hableton sourly, “but ’is ’abits weren’t as good as ’is face⁠—‘andsom is as ’andsom does, is what I ses.”</p>
+			<p>“Good-lookin’ enough,” said <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mrs.</abbr> Hableton sourly, “but ’is ’abits weren’t as good as ’is face⁠—’andsom is as ’andsom does, is what I ses.”</p>
 			<p>“I wonder if he knows anything about this affair,” thought Gorby to himself. “Where is <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Moreland to be found?” he asked.</p>
 			<p>“Not knowin’, can’t tell,” retorted the landlady, “ ’e used to be ’ere reg’lar, but I ain’t seen ’im for over a week.”</p>
 			<p>“Strange! very!” said Gorby, shaking his head. “I should like to see this <abbr epub:type="z3998:name-title">Mr.</abbr> Moreland. I suppose it’s probable he’ll call again?”</p>