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by a beneficent Providence--far better than your unnatural swords

and , I trust,

so of a philosopher Still, in this instance, never having

seen your face, or heard your voice until yesterday, I shall

continue to sit here, and eat my bread and cheese, and if you are

wise you will hasten to follow my so excellent exahtily sharp set"

"Coh

of this foolery!"

"By all means," said I, "sit down, like a sensible fellow, and

tell me for whom you mistake me"

"Sir, with all the pleasure in life!" said he, clenching his

fists, and I saw his nostrils dilate suddenly "I take you for

the greatest rogue, the land!"

"Yes," said I, "and my name?"

"Sir Maurice Vibart!"