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Judge: I have news for you, my friend. In order to shield her from the evils of this world I have decided to marry my dear Johanna. Beadle: Oh, sir, happy news indeed! Judge: Strange, though. When I offered myself to her she showed a certain... reluctance. Beadle: Excuse me my lord may I request my lord permission my lord to speak Forgive me if I suggest my lord you're looking less than your best my lord There's powder upon your vest my lord and stubble upon your cheek And ladies, my lord, are weak Judge: Stubble, you say? Perhaps I am a little over-hasty in the mornings Beadle: Fret not though my lord I know a place my lord a barber my lord of skill Thus art with a shaven face my lord Some eau de cologne to place my lord And to enhance the chase my lord You'll dazzle the girl until... Judge: Until? Beadle: She bows to your every will Judge: barber? Take me to him
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