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"He is very rich."
"He ought to be. My interview with him cost me a thousand
pounds--the bald-headed scoundrel!"
"He is a shocking bad man," said Carlotta, gravely.
"I'm afraid it is Mr. Pasquale who is the shocking bad man," I
said, amused. "What had you been doing in Aleppo?"
"_Maxime debetur_," said he.
"English are very wicked when they go to Syria," she remarked.
"How can you possibly know?" I said.
"Oh, I know," replied Carlotta, with a toss of her chin.
"My friend," said Pasquale, lighting a cigarette, "I have
travelled much in the East, and have had considerable adventures
by the way; and I can assure you that what the oriental lady
doesn't know about essential things is not worth knowing. Their
life from the cradle to the grave is a concentration of all their
faculties, mortal and immortal, upon the two vital questions,
digestion and sex."
"What is sex?" asked Carlotta.
"It is the Fundamental Blunder of Creation," said I.
"I do not understand," said Carlotta.
"Nobody tries to understand Sir Marcus," said Pasquale,
cheerfully.


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