[ The bird folds a wing in front of it, finger feathers pressed just below his beak. In the tiniest helium voice: ]
I, Rupert Devereaux, welcome you all here to this glorious evening ball, put together, at no little expense and with the greatest delicacies and oddities that the west Indian Trade and subjugation of the trousers from last Tuesday...
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I, Rupert Devereaux, welcome you all here to this glorious evening ball, put together, at no little expense and with the greatest delicacies and oddities that the west Indian Trade and subjugation of the trousers from last Tuesday...