I can wield a quarterstaff as well as a prize-fighter, and have beaten Figg himself at the broadsword. ‘Your master in?’ he demanded of the astonished footman, removing his cockaded hat and handing it over. It was always jabbing him with white-hot barbs, waking or sleeping. People always rejoice at the misfortunes of others—never at their own! The droll dogs! how they must have enjoyed it!—ha! ha!" "I dare say they did. The mummies were tossed into the collection.
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