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You
know, I had an ancestor once who was mistaken for someone else |
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I
got news for you, I don't want to hear about it |
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The
Marquis of Castlehare |
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Oh
really! |
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Are
you going to finish your eggs? |
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No,no!
Please eat it. It'll keep your mouth shut |
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No,
this was ages ago - the time of the French Revolution |
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m-mmm!
I don't want to hear about it |
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He
and his wife were doing the grand European tour; and when they got here
to Paris, the carriage was surrounded by a mob of angry, revolting peasants |
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(In
spite of himself, Danny is becoming interested and starts back to the table) |
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You
see my ancestor bore the most uncanny resemblance to Louis XVth and before
they could deny the fact the,uh,mob dragged him off to the guillotine |
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Did
that really happen? |
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Mm!
Here... There he was with his head on the block, the blade poised
to fall... |
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Right! |
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-Get
up!- When his wife burst through the mob and explained the entire situation |
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She
saved his life, right? |
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uh-uh.
She couldn't speak French...She married again shortly afterwards |
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You
do that to me every time... |
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...and
I let him get away with it |