“You must make a bow to the board.”
SPLITTING WITH LAUGHTER.
“Oh, all right!” said Jaques; and they all made a low mock bow, shaking with laughter. When they raised their heads after bowing, they saw that the board was wiped again, and that it wrote,
“If you do that you will break me.”
“How can laughing break you?” said Norval.
“Solvuntur risu tabulæ.
Boards are broken with laughter.—
Free translation.”
wrote the board.
“Well, then, we won’t any more,” said Norval; and they all kept down their laughter as well as they could.