Winifred Jones:
Do tell. You must show me your gold mine someday.
Charles Hingleman:
If you don't mind going down in a bucket.
Winifred Jones:
How is that again?
Charles Hingleman:
Well, you see, a gold mine having no stairs, you have to be lowered in a bucket.
Winifred Jones:
Like the girl from Nantucket. Excuse me.
Charles Hingleman:
How is that?
Winifred Jones:
Oh, oh... just a poem.
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