"I trust not; it's the vent [wind] that blows through the mountains; the vent de Gastibelza."
"Just so. I am going to begin:
"'Quand on te propose——'
Ah! that won't go to the tune of the Famille de l'Apothicaire."
"That's strange; it ought to. Try some other tune."
"I think the Baiser au Porteur will do the business."
"Oh! how long it takes you to get started, my dear fellow!"
"I begin:
"'Quand on t'offre une promenade——'"
"Trum, trum, trum, traderi dera, troum, troum, troum."