Only when there’s something unpleasant to be done! When it’s a matter of buying new head-gear, Paris hats, and all that, who is head of the family then, I’d like to know!—However, I suppose I had better take the child into the library, and say: “My child, I do not wish to alarm you, but—” [All murmur, protesting against this.] Oh, very well, then! Someone else will have to do it!
The Chancellor.
Couldn’t it be led up to diplomatically, Sire? Use tact! As thus: “How pretty you look to-day, my little daughter! Which reminds me; speaking of the uncertainty of life—” [Again All protest.] Oh, as you please! I only threw out the suggestion!
The Frog.
Why not be playful? Introduce death jocosely into the conversation! Begin with dead letters and go on to the dead languages! Ask her how long a dead-weight is! And if a dead-lock grows on a dead-head! [Again All protest strongly.] Oh, very well! Do it your own way!
The King.
Why can’t the child’s governess teach her all about it? It seems to me it is a matter of education, entirely!
The Governess.
Pardon, Sire. Questions concerning life and death were strictly barred from the curriculum on which my diploma was obtained!