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One of Henry's best friends had died,so he shortly after the funeral he called on the widow in order to express his sympathy.
'John and I were very good friends,' he said.'Is there something I could have as a small memento of him?'
The widow raised he tear stained eyes and looked at Henry.'How would I do?'she asked,hopefully.

'He loves you terribly.'
'I keep telling him that.'

There's nothing like a mink coat to thaw a cold shoulder.