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of this agreement all my right, title, and appurtenance in the shadow
called my soul. (Signed) A...." {*4} (Here His Majesty repeated a name
which I did not feel justified in indicating more unequivocally.)
{*4} Quere-Arouet?
"A clever fellow that," resumed he; "but like you, Monsieur Bon-Bon,
he was mistaken about the soul. The soul a shadow, truly! The soul a
shadow; Ha! ha! ha!--he! he! he!--hu! hu! hu! Only think of a fricasseed
shadow!"
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Only think--hiccup!--of a fricasseed shadow!" exclaimed our hero,
whose faculties were becoming much illuminated by the profundity of his
Majesty's discourse.
"
Only think of a hiccup!--fricasseed shadow!! Now,
damme!--hiccup!--humph! If I would have been such
a--hiccup!--nincompoop! My soul, Mr.--humph!"
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Your soul, Monsieur Bon-Bon?"
Yes, sir--hiccup!--my soul is-"
What, sir?"
No shadow, damme!"
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