"Yes, I'll admit that——"
"And bloody bones——"
"Bloody noses to-day, monsieur."
"And this Lerouge and you?"
"Yes, this is George's night to carve," said Jean, changing the subject back to surgery.
"Carve?"
"Yes,—certes! Cut into something fresh, if it turns up."
"Turns up?"
"Why, Monsieur Bibbôlet, you're as clever as a parrot! Yes, turns up. Subject, stiff, cadaver,—see?—Le café, garçon!"
"Ah! you medical——"