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He pushed it away from him.
"I felt as though I had disturbed the graves of the long departed," he said with a grimace, and then addressing the egg: "Forgive me the sacrilege: they sold you to me as new laid, a mere thing of yesterday. I had no idea I was opening the immemorial past. _De mortuis nihil nisi bonum_ -- to you at least the quotation will be novel. Or I might call you bad, you poor mummy.