I bet there wouldn't—I'll go and count the old mugs.
A Voice
The orchestra did not laugh——
Jackson
Because they were getting it, but the galleries did, because they were looking at the orchestra getting slapped. Your health, He!
He
Your's Jim! Tell me, why didn't you let me finish my speech—I was just getting a good start.
Jackson
[Seriously]: My friend, because your speech was a sacrilege. Politics—all right. Manners—as much as you want. But Providence—leave it in peace. And believe me, friend, I shut your mouth in time. Didn't I, Papa Briquet?
Briquet