Warrington:
So you like me as a nightingale? Wasn't I magnificent?
Marietta:
Oh, you're a modest little fellow, aren't you?
Warrington:
I'm known as the mad Mudlark of the Mississippi. Ssh, don't tell a soul.
Marietta:
No, I won't. I'll leave that for you to do.
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