There lay upon this stand a book bound in limp black leather—the Holy Bible. The houses they flitted to and from were glutted with hangers-on, servant/mistresses, and errant prostitutes. Charity for the ragtag and the bobtail of the Seven Seas, and none for his own flesh and blood. ‘Grace à vous, I am compelled to rescue myself. Perhaps I ought to have let you order the dinner, but I think I got through it pretty well.
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