"I left it. Let's see... I think it was about 1707. That was the year." He smiles at the memory. "It was at a party hosted by my father. I was speaking with an old friend of mine, Jean-Pierre, when we met some of Begg's friends. ... Aah, you might find the name familiar. Begg was on the ship, and he's also in Jersey, I believe. Working under Mr. Bartolo of the Runorata Family. Anyway."
He takes a drink.
"Begg himself wasn't there, but Lebreau was. They studied alchemy under the same man, and they had correspondence with my father. While Begg was talking to him, Lebreau was at the party babysitting their teacher's kid. That was when I first met Czeslaw, actually."
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He takes a drink.
"Begg himself wasn't there, but Lebreau was. They studied alchemy under the same man, and they had correspondence with my father. While Begg was talking to him, Lebreau was at the party babysitting their teacher's kid. That was when I first met Czeslaw, actually."