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ered. But God's will be done [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! I do not think any of His servants
have endured greater torments than mine during this journey. My body is soreand so is my soul.
So saying he cast a piteous glance at Marcolineand we had to hold our sides to prevent ourselves laughing.
My niece could bear it no moreand said--
How I pity youdear uncle [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!
At this he blushedand began to address the most absurd compliments to herstyling her "my dear niece." I
told him to be silentand not to speak French till he was able to express himself in that equivocal language
without making a fool of himself. But the poet Pogomas spoke no better than he did.
I was curious to know what had happened at Mentone after we had leftand Pogomas proceeded to tell the
story.
When we came back from our walk we were greatly astonished not to find the felucca any more. We went to
the innwhere I knew you had ordered dinner; but the inn-keeper knew nothing except that he was expecting
the prince and a young officer to dine with you. I told him he might wait for you in vainand just then the
prince came up in a rageand told the inn-keeper that now you were gone he might look to you for his
payment. 'My lord' said the inn-keeper'the gentleman wanted yilai:
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