“Oh, confound it all! If, in an epic poem, I were to use words suited to vaudevilles and variety shows, I should not have much choice of language.”
“Well, people will certainly laugh.”
“Ha! ha! triomphaux! It is really almost as funny as Molière’s tarte à la crême. Ha! ha!”
A third:
“I say! You really must not let Æneas come on in a helmet.”
“And why not?”
“Why, Mangin, the gutter pencil-seller, wears one. Certainly his is a mediæval one, but that doesn’t matter. The gallery cads will certainly howl ‘Hallo! there’s Mangin!’
“I see—a Trojan hero may not wear a helmet, lest he should be like Mangin!”
Number four:
“Old fellow, do something to please me!”