"Will you allow me to complete my toilet in your presence?"
"Go on, go on, take all the time you want!" said Dumarsey; "I have a good londres; that's enough for me."
"For my part," said Florville, "I am not satisfied with this so-called Havana."
"If you would like a cigar, Monsieur Lamberlong, you'll find a box on the console yonder. I smoke nothing but cigarettes myself, but I always keep a few cigars for my friends."
"Exceedingly obliged, dear viscount; but I don't care about smoking; there was a man at the Bouffes last night who smelt very strongly of tobacco; it made a number of ladies ill."
"As there is no performance at the Bouffes to-night, you have nothing to fear."
"Oh! but I am going to a concert to-night, at which Alboni is to sing."
"You stick to music, don't you?"
"It's my element."
"You know, Edward," laughed Dumarsey, "Lamberlong would have been able to reach high C, if his natural faculties had been cultivated. What a pity to have neglected them!"