And now, allow me to rebut: no sooner had I called forth the marble-admiral than he turned on his heel like a horse which rears at the sight of the North star and showed me, in the plane of his two-pointed cocked hat, a region where I was to spend my life.
"Alas! I believe in the virtue of birds. And it only takes a feather for me to die laughing."
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