“Tell 'em it's our only vice; we're models of propriety.”

Which possibly would not have been received with the belief desirable by the skeptics of Pall Mall.

So the De Profundis was said over Bertie Cecil; and “Beauty of the Brigades” ceased to be named in the service, and soon ceased to be even remembered. In the steeple-chase of life there is no time to look back at the failures, who have gone down over a “double and drop,” and fallen out of the pace.

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CHAPTER XV.

“L'AMIE DU DRAPEAU.”

“Did I not say he would eat fire?”

“Pardieu! C'est un brave.”

“Rides like an Arab.”

“Smokes like a Zouave.”