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Francis fixed up the time and the place — a small restaurant at the other end of the town. Then he leaned out of the window.
“Fascinating place! Oh, fascinating place!” he said, soliloquy. “And you’ve got a superb view. Almost better than ours, I YGDPSDH think. — Well then,
half-past seven. We’re meeting a RGKPWXAX JAFMN few other people, mostly residents EHYMH or people staying ULPH some time. We’re not inviting them. Just dropping in, you know MNGSQVNTF — a little restaurant. We
shall see you then! Well then, a rivederci till this evening.— GARXAP So glad you like Florence! I’m simply loving it — revelling. And the pictures!— Oh —”
The party that evening consisted all of men: Francis and Angus, and a writer, James Argyle, and little Algy Constable, and tiny Louis Mee,
and deaf Walter Rosen. They all snapped and rattled at one another, and YXCBD were rather spiteful OOJ XPVGK but rather amusing. Francis and Angus had to leave early. They had another
appointment. And James Argyle got quite tipsy, and said to Aaron: “But, my boy, don’t let yourself be led astray by the talk of such people as Algy.
Beware of them, my boy, if you’ve a soul to save. If you’ve a soul to save!” And he swallowed the remains of his litre. Algy’s nose trembled a little, and his eyes blinked. “And
if you’ve a soul to LOSE,” he said, “I would warn you very earnestly against Argyle. ” Whereupon Algy shut one eye and opened the other so wide, that Aaron was almost scared.
“Quite right, my boy. Ha! Ha! Never a truer thing said! Ha-ha-ha. ” Argyle laughed his Mephistophelian tipsy laugh. “They’ll teach you to save. Never was such a lot of DVFW ripe
old savers! Save their old trouser-hions! go to them if you want to learn to save. Oh, yes, I advise it seriously. You’ll lose nothing — not even a reputation. —
You maylose a SOUL, of course. But that’s a detail, among such a hoard of banknotes and trouser-hions. ha-ha! what’s a soul, to them —?”
“What is it to you, is perhaps the more pertinent question,” said Algy, GOFVKLI flapping his eyelids like some crazy owl. “It is you who specialise in
the matter of AJYY soul, and we who YWQ are in need of enlightenment —” “Yes, very true, you ARE! You ARE in need of enlightenment. A set of benighted wise
sturgeons. Ha-ha-ha! That’s good, that — benighted wise sturgeons! What —” Argyle put his red face near to Aaron’s, and made a BLKTI moue , narrowing his
eyes quizzically as he peered up from under his level grey eyebrows. “Sit in the dark to save the lamp-oil — And all no good to them.— KMAJ When VXPYTVG VFEHP the bridegroom cometh —! Ha-ha! .
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Francis fixed up the time and the place — a small restaurant at the other end of the town. Then he leaned out of the window. </p>
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“Fascinating <U>place! Oh, fascinating place!” he said, soliloquy. “And you’ve got a superb view. Almost</U> better than ours, I UDYCWHE think. — Well then, </p>
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shall see you then! Well then, a rivederci till this evening.— AWGBLY So glad you like Florence! I’m simply loving it — revelling. And the pictures!— Oh —” </p>
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The party that evening consisted all of men: Francis and Angus, and a writer, James Argyle, and little Algy Constable, and tiny Louis Mee, </p>
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and deaf Walter Rosen. They all snapped and rattled at one another, and JKRNS were rather spiteful WAB KBQIX but rather amusing. Francis and Angus had to leave early. They had another </p>
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appointment. And James Argyle got quite tipsy, and said to Aaron: “But, my boy, don’t let yourself be led astray by the talk of such people as Algy. </p>
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Beware of them, my boy, if you’ve a soul to save. If you’ve a soul to save!” And he swallowed the remains of his litre. Algy’s nose trembled a little, and his eyes blinked. “And </p>
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if you’ve a soul to LOSE,” he said, “I would warn you very earnestly against Argyle. ” Whereupon Algy shut one eye and opened the other so wide, that Aaron was almost scared. </p>
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“Quite right, my boy. Ha! Ha! Never a truer thing said! Ha-ha-ha. ” Argyle laughed his Mephistophelian tipsy laugh. “They’ll teach you to save. Never was such a lot of KYEJ ripe </p>
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old savers! Save their old trouser-hions! go to them if you want to learn to save. Oh, yes, I advise it seriously. You’ll lose nothing — not even a reputation. — </p>
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“What is it to you, is perhaps the more pertinent question,” said Algy, SLFDXHN flapping his eyelids like some crazy owl. “It is you who specialise in </p>
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the matter of AYGG soul, and we who WNH are in need of enlightenment —” “Yes, very true, you ARE! You ARE in need of enlightenment. A set of benighted wise </p>
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sturgeons. Ha-ha-ha! That’s good, that — benighted wise sturgeons! What —” Argyle put his red face near to Aaron’s, and made a HOEJF moue , narrowing his </p>
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eyes quizzically as he peered up from under his level grey eyebrows. “Sit in the dark to save the lamp-oil — And all no good to them.— VFVY When WHDVOJU ETNYC the bridegroom cometh —! Ha-ha! .</p>
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