Chapter 33: Sir Lionel Pendragon to Colonel Patrick O'Hagan

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My Dear Pat: Here we are, you see, in the "happy hunting ground" where you and I used to hunt such shy game as chimneys, needles, crevices, etc., etc.; and if I'm not as happy in it now as I ought to be, that isn't the fault of the country, which is as fair as it ever was—the fairest in England, perhaps.

It just happens, unfortunately, that I've been rubbed up the wrong