That was life. She agreed entirely with her brother. Then she glanced at the cards again, over which her aunt’s many-ringed hand played, and then at the rather weak, rather plump face that surveyed its operations. "Tut, tut! Don't exaggerate. He was carelessly dressed, and there were marks of unrest upon his features. ‘Why not a French flag?’ ‘Because I don’t believe that fool Pottiswick could tell French from Arabic, even if he heard it as he says he did—which I take leave to doubt. Ramage,” she cried, “you are outrageous! You understand nothing. You give her a daub here and there where the rust shows. This species of madness cannot properly be attributed to his illness, though its accent might be.
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