Coq. Hats!
Roos. Yes, and hatters, ’twas a much felt question.
At one I had some lunch, and—indigestion.
At two I had to meet a deputation—
“Was it, or was it not, good for the nation
That folks should be allowed beef with their mustard,”
It was a serious matter.
Coq. Were you flustered?
Roos. Oh, not at all, I said—If they could get it.
At two ’twas going on.