Fitz Smythe brags on his beautiful new false teeth, and tells how closely they resemble nature, and how they defy the keenest scrutiny, and how they even impose upon the wearer himself -- but he says never a word about how they impose upon the restaurant keepers. Oh, this is shameful!
[published in Early Tales & Sketches, Volume 2, 1864-1865,
University of California Press, 1981, p. 506.]
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