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Alexandra

…ovember morning of last year, as the orangegold clouds of deliciously perfumed mist stole, in spite of the Eighth com- mandment, down my chimney in Fleet Street ; [of course Diaper does not live in a chimney : she has a deevie flat there and the flat has a chimney, two chimneys, in fact, O.C.) myav thister litafir ? Woman ! I replied sternly, whence came it ? My practised eye had already detected the inde- scribable cachet of a treasure trove — bene trovato, sin non veri similitudo ! as the immortal Mantuan bardic anarch hath it — ah ! dear, de…