Lady Bar. “A tune is a tune, that is what you meant to say.”
Tal. “Of course it is.”
Lady Bar. “Be reasonable, Ipsden; no man can do two things at once; how can the pupil of Herz condemn a thing and know what it means contemporaneously?”
Ips. “Is the drinking-song in 'Der Freischutz' a tune?”
Lady Bar. “It is.”
Ips. “And the melodies of Handel, are they tunes?”
Lady Bar. (pathetically). “They are! They are!”
Ips. “And the 'Russian Anthem,' and the 'Marseillaise,' and 'Ah, Perdona'?”
Tal. “And 'Yankee Doodle'?”
Lady Bar. “So that Sir Henry, who prided himself on his ignorance, has a wide field for its dominion.”