"Adieu, my worthy uncle. Upon this island whither he was bound there would be no diversions, breathing spells; the battle would be constant. “All the time he is shouting and muttering. I give you the plain, unadulterated truth. “It was perhaps my fault. I'm a bit daffy about music. You on the other hand have to come to London, a worker, with the responsibility of life upon your own shoulders—and in addition all the burden of her follies. “Nothing can cheer me,” he said, “except champagne.
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