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The million pound banknote

'Do me the favour to put on this shirt and this suit; it's just the thing, the very thing - plain, rich, modest, made to order for a foreign prince - you may know him, Sir, His Serene Highness the Hospodar of Halifax; had to leave it with us and take a mourning-suit because his mother was going to die - which she didn't. But that's all right; we can't always have things the way we - that is, the way they - there! trousers all right, they fit you to a charm, Sir; now the waistcoat; aha, right again! now the coat - Lord! look at that, now! Perfect - the whole thing! I never saw such a triumph in all my experience.'