Nightmare Abbey by Thomas Love Peacock
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FATOUT
De fourteen December de last year, Monsieur. (_Fatout bowed and retired_.) THE HONOURABLE MR LISTLESS So it was. Seven months ago. You see, Mr Larynx; you see, sir. My nerves, Miss O'Carroll, my nerves are shattered. I have been advised to try Bath. Some of the faculty recommend Cheltenham. I think of trying both, as the seasons don't clash. The season, you know, Mr Larynx--the season, Miss O'Carroll--the season is every thing. MARIONETTA And health is something. _N'est-ce pas_, Mr Larynx? THE REVEREND MR LARYNX Most assuredly, Miss O'Carroll. For, however reasoners may dispute about the _summum bonum_, none of them will deny that a very good dinner is a very good thing: and what is a good dinner without a good appetite? and whence is a good appetite but from good health? Now, Cheltenham, Mr Listless, is famous for good appetites. THE HONOURABLE MR LISTLESS |
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