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Mr Hawksmoor Perroquet was greatly distressed to learn of the terrible calamity which had befallen the excellent citizenry of Beggarswell Close. Moreover, his sorrows were in no small way exacerbated by the appearance, for reasons entirely obscure to him, of his own name at the top of the list very punctiliously published in the Bristol Evening Post of those deemed culpable for the disaster. Particularly galling it was that his own responsibility evidently exceeded even that of Sir Hearty Luncheon and Lord Handjob who, the cant-bearing protestations of the first named gentleman notwithstanding, ought surely have been as inured to scapegoating as a duck’s back is to water. — Beggarswell Close, Bristol Evening Post, Hawksmoor Perroquet
Thus burdened of breast and back, he took himself off to seek the counsel of that other most sapient bird, the Scotch corvid, finding that he had another matter which he wished to discuss with his fellow avian. This creature, who as Mr Hawksmoor Perroquet had remarked had very puzzlingly escaped censure for the Beggarswell disaster, did not perch on ceremony, and had not as yet seen fit to change his lodgings for anywhere more salubrious than Dogging Woods; thither accordingly - withal not without a certain distaste - the Mayor bent his wing. — Dogging Wood
Arriving at the rookery in question, Mr Hawksmoor Perroquet was greatly discombobulated to come upon Mr Ian Corby in the company of none other than the fruit of his own loins viz. Miss Isolde Perroquet whom that crow was serenading with some song which he must have cadged off a nightingale. — Isolde Acridotheres, Ian Corby
“Please not to be discomposed Papa,” urged the flesh of his flesh, “Mr Corby has been introduced to me, during the time when Mama and I lived here, and he has always behaved very properly towards Mama and myself.” — Bianca Columbina
“Ah do indeed,” quoth he, “if mah memory surrrves me it was regarding Mrs A wi’ prior cleem, Miss B betrothed, the twain yoked under Lex Matrimonia Avum to the ane cock.” — Lex Matrimonia Avum, Arabella Melopsittaca

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