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"I'd tip you a stave, only I've got a hoarseness since yesterday, and I'd ask Alice to play a bit, only there's no piano here to kick up a jingle with, and Charlie never sang a note in his life, and" -- standing before the fire, he yawned long and loud -- "by Jove, that wasn't over civil of me, but old friends need not be stiff, and I vote we yawn all round for company; and I'll forgive ye, for my hour's come, and I'll be taking the road."
"I wish so much I had a bed to offer you, Harry; but you know all about it -- there hasn't been time to arrange anything," said Charles.