"How very fortunate it is," he observed, "that I happened to call upon Mr. Charity for the ragtag and the bobtail of the Seven Seas, and none for his own flesh and blood. His eyes were bright with the hunt. A stack of chimneys, on the house above them, had yielded to the storm, and descended in a shower of bricks and stones. F. Now, you and I can gossip at a gate, and Honi soit qui mal y pense.
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