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ing　to　eat；　for　the　reason　that　its　owner　ate　practically　nothing。　I　remember　a　certain　pink　and　underdone　veal　and　ham　pie　which；　as　I　was　extremely　unwell　at　the　time；　did　not　excite　appetite；　also　an　egg　which　I　asked　for　in　place　of　the　pie　—　but　I　will　not　dwell　upon　that　egg！　On　the　other　hand；　we　literally　swam　in　1845　—　yes；　1845　vintage　port。　It　was　going　at　lunch；　it　was　going　at　dinner；　it　was　always　going　—　I　may　add；　it　always　went！

Our　host；　a　most　kindly…natured　and　wealthy　man；　finding　out　that　I　liked　old　furniture；　took　me　to　an　attic　which　was　stuffed　with　Jacobean　oak　and　Georgian　Chippendale。　I　admired　the　pieces；　whereon　he　said　in　a　careless　voice；　“If　you　like　them；　take　them　away。　I　don’t　care　for　the