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John Adams:
Abigail, I'm very lonely.

Abigail:
Are you, John? As long as you're sending for wives, why not send for your own?

John Adams:
Oh, don't be unreasonable, Madam!

Abigail:
Oh, now I'm unreasonable? You must add that to your list.

John Adams:
List? What list?

Abigail:
The catalogue of my faults you included in your last letter.

John Adams:
They were fondly intended, Madam!

Abigail:
Indeed? That I play at cards badly?

John Adams:
An endearment.

Abigail:
That my posture is crooked?

John Adams:
A complement.

Abigail:
That I read, talk and think too much?

John Adams:
An irony.

Abigail:
That I am pigeon-toed?

John Adams:
Ah, well there you have me. I'm afraid you are pigeon toed.