There once was a rich man from Britain, and with Margot St. Just he was smitten. He made her "Mrs. Sir Percy" but showed her no mercy when St. Cyr's death proved her no kitten. He said giving French people the chop with no further questions must stop through either war or intrigue, so he created the League while pretending to be a dull fop. As the Pimpy he saved folks, it's true, leaving his doggerel verse as a clue. He was full of surprises, tricks and disguises, and never failed in a rescue. Still having longings romantic, Lady Blakeney was soon growing frantic. With her husband a stranger and her brother in danger she was faced with a problem gigantic. Then came a dark spy from France, who wore a black vest, coat, and pants. He loved his snuff and could not get enough 'til he snorted pepper by mischance. Percy tricked Chauvelin using guile, and escaped in his nonchalant style. He then saw how his wife had risked her own life, and the two did quite soon reconcile. :)