I had gone upstairs rather early one evening and left my friend in the company of the other boarders. I was in bed when she came up at last. She looked frightfully hot and was shaking with laughter.
"What's the matter?" I asked her with affected interest.
Still laughing, she pulled out a crumpled sheet of newspaper and straightened it.
"No, I never!" she exclaimed. "You must read that."
I looked at the paper and saw that it was French.
"How can I read it? I don't know French."
"Oh well, I forgot; I will read it out to you."
"But I can't understand it."
"Never mind; I am going to translate it."