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Portrait of Max Pemberton Max Pemberton A Gentleman's Gentleman — Chapter 10 (1896)

But he was ready to talk at that time, and talk he did like one o'clock.
"Bedad!" said he, "I don't know that I'll go to bed at all this night, Hildebrand. Was there ever such a lucky devil born as I am? And only yesterday I was thinking of cutting my throat!"
"I'm glad to hear you've good news, sir," said I.
"Good news! and that's all you would call it? Why, man, my fortune's made—made, I tell you! I'm to meet her to-morrow night at the Café de Paris. To-morrow night—think of that!
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Portrait of Max Pemberton Max Pemberton A Gentleman's Gentleman — Chapter 10 (1896)

I found Mr. Ames dressed in a shabby old coat and standing before a big picture. He heard what I'd got to tell him before lie took his pipe from his mouth, and seemed to take it very serious.
"I'm coming along with you now," said he; and then he asked me a minute after, "Does he know any thing about pistols?"
"The devil a bit, sir," said I; "he can't abide 'em."
"And he's worse than a cow with a sword," said he next.
"Never had one in his hand that I know of, sir," I answered.
"Well," said he, "it's a bad job, and if he's alive this time to-morrow, he's a lucky man.
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Portrait of Max Pemberton Max Pemberton A Gentleman's Gentleman — Chapter 10 (1896)

Ames shook his head, and the two went off, walking arm and arm, to the house of Rudolphe Marcel. I saw them next at seven o'clock, when they were all dining at the Café Rouge, but Sir Nicolas never came home until midnight, and then he was more like a beaten child than a man.
"Hildebrand, Hildebrand," said he, "ye'll be burying me to-morrow, for sure. I'm to fight at dawn."
"Is that so, sir?" said I. "Well, sorry I am to hear it. There was never any good done yet in this world by blowing a man's brains out, and there won't be, I make sure. I wouldn't fight, if I were you, sir."
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