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`` Let it go ? If people knew how many things I 've let go -- '' `` Oh , quit being such a bully . '' `` Yes , a fine figure you 'd cut if I did n't bully you ! You 'd lie abed till noon and play your idiotic fiddle till midnight ! You 're born lazy , and you 're born shiftless , and you 're born cowardly , Paul Riesling -- '' `` Oh , now , do n't say that , Zilla ; you do n't mean a word of it ! '' protested Mrs. Babbitt . `` I will say that , and I mean every single last word of it ! ''