"At what hour will you sup, my young sir? We are only awaiting your orders to serve you."
"You know that I do not sup alone, but am awaiting a friend; when you see him coming, you may serve the supper."
"Ah, monsieur," rejoined Master Biscarros, "I wouldn't presume to censure your friend, for he is certainly free to come or not; but it's a very bad habit to keep people waiting."
"He has no such habit, and I am much surprised at his tardiness."
"I am something more than surprised, monsieur; I am deeply grieved, for the joint will be burned."
"Take it off the spit."
"Then it will be cold."
"Put another to the fire."
"It won't be cooked."