I’ll hear none of that. My last husband...

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I’ll hear none of that. My last husband at sixty came through with flying colours. Three days after our wedding he was performing extraordinary feats. You must marry a girl with youth and vitality. Someone with a consistent attitude towards religion. That’s most important. With her dying breath Mrs McLeavy cast doubt upon the authenticity of the Gospels. What kind of wife is that for you? The leading Catholic layman within a radius of forty miles. Where did you meet such a woman?

Joe Orton, Loot, Orton: The Complete Plays, Methuen, 1983, p.196

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