SYMPATHY
Freddie (aged six): "Mother, you know that lovely purse you gave me for my birfday?"
His Mother: "Yes, dear! What of it?"
Freddie: "It makes me feel orful to think of it just lyin' in the drawer 'ithout a cent in its stummick."
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SLIGHTED
"I sincerely regret our misunderstanding, Florence, and am quite ready to be friends again."
"Misunderstanding, indeed! If you had any feeling you'd call it a quarrel."
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