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he found he would rather embarrass himself in front of his fiancée than in front of his valet, which was entirely backwards, except for the fact that he was in love with the latter rather than the former.
"Dying, sir." "Yes. I've broken every bone in my body, and I shall have to be entombed in this very chaise. I'm never to move again." "I don't think that's true, sir." "Tell him, Aaliyah! Aren't I dying?" "He does seem considerably moribund. Might I suggest wrapping him up in a comfortable shroud and taking him home, where he might pass in peace?"
"It's fine," Alphonse assured him, openly weeping into his plate.
