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Margaret Cameron Tangles; Tales of Some Droll Predicaments… (1922)

THE WOMAN AND THE LAW CARMODY stood in the doorway, hat in hand, while Lucia, his wife, limply leaning against the wall, surveyed him across a chaos of open trunks and bags, empty trays, and piles of scattered raiment.
"That's the honest way, isn't it?" he asked.
"It's the quixotic way," she retorted. "Nobody else does it. It isn't as if we were importing things for sale, Bruce. They're just for ourselves—well, ourselves and one or two friends, then. Anyway, we're not going to make any profit on them, or anything like that, so—why should we pay the silly duties?"
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Margaret Cameron Tangles; Tales of Some Droll Predicaments… (1922)

In that instant Lucia's glance happened to fall observantly upon her husband's coat, from a pocket of which still protruded the soiled and dog-eared ends of a number of European railway folders, and she laughed gleefully, proclaiming:
"Oh, I have such a joke on Bruce! The only drawback is that I sha'n't dare to tell him about it for ten years or so—if I do even then."
"Europe seems to have had a meekening effect upon you," dryly commented her friend.
"Hm—well, I always did stand in awe of his principles, you know."
"The inference being that the rest of us haven't any?"
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Margaret Cameron Tangles; Tales of Some Droll Predicaments… (1922)

I don't care so much about the money! It's the principle of the thing! It's stupid and silly—and tyrannical! A law like that is simply a 'dare' to any normal person, and I'd like to break it just to prove I could!"
"Well, please don't!" He smiled amusedly down at her, abandoning argument. "Promise you won't—for my sake?"
"Oh, of course, if you're going to take that ground!" She laughed a little as she ruefully admitted her defeat. "What is it I'm to promise?"
"That all the dutiable stuff in the trunks is to be packed together and listed."
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