The next time the good sergeant gets mail, he finds a large parcel or books in paperback: W. M. Thackeray's Vanity Fair, Dickens' Our Mutual Friend, George Eliot's Middlemarch, and Trollope's The Warden, Barchester Towers, and The Last Chronicle of Barset. Also, several bars of chocolate. The accompanying letter reads: "Myself, I find paperbacks difficult to manage with paws, but I gather they're just the thing for traveling. These are some of my old favorites. They're long enough to last through several Arctic treks. Many happy returns of the day, B. Cat."
Why, thank you! You really didn't have to go to all this trouble. I can't wait to sit down with a few of these... thank you very much, Benedict. I'll have to think of some way to repay you. We do have an opera house in Dawson, though I don't think it's quite up to the standards of anywhere that routinely plays host to ambassadors...
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