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I mean, Fatout, an odd kind of human fish.

De odd fish! Ah, oui! I understand de phrase: ve have seen nothing else since ve left town,—ma foi!

You seem to have a cup too much, Sir.

Non, Monsieur: de cup too little. De fen be very unwholesome, and I drink-a-de ponch vid Raven de butler, to keep out de bad air.

Fatout! I insist on your being sober.

Oui, Monsieur; I vil be as sober as de révérendissime père Jean. I should be ver