Due attention was paid to the side-dishes, and the chevalier stuck to business longer than any one would have thought possible. He only revived when the becfigues appeared, and became fully aroused when truffles were put on the table.
THE TURBOT.
Discord one day sought to effect an entrance into one of the most harmonious houses of Paris. A turbot was to be cooked.
The fish was on the next day to be served to a company of which I was one; it was fresh, fat, and glorious, but was so large that no dish in the house could hold it.
"Let us cut it in half," said the husband.
"Would you thus dishonor it?" said the wife.
"We must, my dear."
"Well, bring the knife, we will soon do it."
"Wait though, our cousin, who is a professor, will soon be here.
He will relieve us from the dilemma."
The gordian knot was about to be released, when I came in hungry, as a man always is at seven P. M.